บท 42: The Search

Prince Noore smiled amicably at the old head of the forest settlement, nodding his head in polite greeting. His gentle eyes and soft smile lacked all traces of arrogance and pride as he looked at the old man.

Such a polite and gentle greeting from a high-ranking official to a peasant would have had anyone blinking in disbelief, let alone the old man who realized at first glance that the other was no ordinary individual.

Seeing the cleanly dressed young man greeting him in acknowledgment, Old Lin was beside himself with joy at the unexpected polite treatment. Shame-faced at his own shabby appearance, he quickly adjusted his old and frayed garments, clasping his hands in front of his chest, before politely bowing his head in return.

"Hahaha! Old Lin, come. Let me introduce you." The old fatty patted the forest head on the back as he turned towards Prince Noore, a pleased smile spread on his lips.