After a moment, the wooden door of the grass hut in front of the woman was opened, but it wasn't the 'distinguished gentleman' she had referred to, but rather a rather young boy, dressed in light blue clothes, with fair skin and a gentle smile, who said:
"The distinguished gentleman is currently making medicine. Please come in first and wait for a moment."
The woman nodded, followed the boy inside, and was then led to sit on a chair to the side, where the boy served her a cup of tea before retreating. About an hour passed before someone returned.
It was an elderly woman, somewhat short in stature, dressed in attire with the distinct style of Baiyue Country, her hair silver, not fond of smiling, with pupils like the fangs of a venomous snake. Upon entering, she looked towards the woman.
The latter hastily stood up to pay her respects, half-kneeling down, left knee on the ground, right hand raised to her shoulder, head bowed, respectfully saying:
