A crowd gathered in front of a beautiful mansion with a reverential look on their faces. Most of them were young men and women.
Some dressed in expensive silk with an air of pride around them, while some wore ordinary clothes, not caring about the disdainful gazes directed at them.
Standing before the mansion entrance was a fat middle-aged man looking at the crowd with a haughty look.
"Please leave, my master will not meet anyone today." He gestured with his hand as if chasing away flies.
However, the crowd did not get furious at his action. Some young men from a somewhat affluent clan even had fawning smiles on their faces.
"Sir, please take this hundred-year-old ginseng. This is a token from my clan." A young man with a pompous expression said proudly.
His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.
The butler received the jade box with a greedy look. He chuckled and looked at the young man with pleasing eyes.
