Lin Yifei spoke of the past with a sense of calm.
The hardships he described were most likely hellish trials, but he mentioned them so indifferently.
Shen Yue listened intently, without much comment. Lin Yifei was not one to speak idly, and if he brought up this matter, it was not to elicit sympathy but because it was related to a current event.
Sure enough, Lin Yifei quickly got to the point, "But one day, a sheep went missing, and I knew the outcome would be dire if I couldn't find it, so I followed the trail of the sheep's droppings until I reached here."
He spoke with continued calm, yet Shen Yue heard the underlying tragedy.
For the landlord, the life of that shepherd boy might not have been worth as much as a sheep's, and the boy understood this early on. His relentless tracking was more like an act of saving his own life.