She could only swallow the bitter truth, all the while casting a resentful glance at Han Siqi.
Han Siqi still smiled like a blooming flower, acting as if nothing was wrong.
Second Master Shen, helpless, said, "Let it be. I will explain the whole situation to Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin, please, as the guest, let me ask the owner to brew you a cup of tea!"
The hunched old man courteously led Qin Qi and the others into a newly built small western-style building.
This little building was particularly exquisite, with quite luxurious decorations inside, and all the tables and chairs were made of solid wood. It wasn't hard to deduce that Shen Family Village, though called a village, was not economically inferior to the city at all.
Then, he had his old wife brew tea for the guests.
After signaling everyone to sit down, Second Master Shen said, "Mr. Qin, being someone in the circle, you should know something about our Ancient Martial Family."
