Old Man Ba?
Mr Lu shot up from his chair and grabbed Feng Wu by her wrist. "Old Man Ba? Which Old Man Ba?"
Feng Wu looked at him innocently. "You haven't heard of Old Man Ba? But the guy said that he was pretty well-known in the imperial capital. Was he just bragging, then?"
"You mean Ba Yi?" Mr Lu cried out in surprise.
"I have no idea. Old Man Ba never told us his real name; he was only Master Ba, Doctor Ba, or Miracle Ba to us…"
Mr Lu was exasperated and reached out with a hand. "Give me that letter!"
Feng Wu glanced at him unhurriedly. I thought you didn't want to read it no matter what.
Mr Lu couldn't wait any longer and snatched the letter from Feng Wu.
He saw the words on the envelope.
"For Lu the Third's eyes only."
Yes! That was the man's handwriting!
Mr Lu tore the envelope open in a hurry.
In it was a thick stack of papers — not the money he had assumed it was.
