Shi Yu walked on the outskirts of a group of children, bored and only paying attention to the ground, picking up a suitable pebble or two and casually tossing them.
Hearing what Qi Sanshun's two boys were saying and thinking about his own Eldest Son, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Miss Ye's reputation was indeed formidable; although she had retreated to the countryside and appeared as nothing more than an ordinary peasant woman in front of others, even children knew she was the most powerful figure here, not the Magistrate Sir. Just now, at the Qi family's place, he had heard how the subordinates from Prince Yu's Mansion had been given a hard time and worn down by Miss Ye.