There were more than 20 people in this group. There were bailiffs carrying knives, madams and young ladies dressed in brocade clothes, and an old master dressed in official robes.
They looked travel-worn, and the Grand Elder had lost his imposing manner. His face was dark and yellow, and his eyes were filled with fatigue. He walked into the forest with the help of two bailiffs.
When he saw Su Qing stewing meat, the aroma of the meat filled the pot. His muddled eyes lit up, and he ordered the bailiff beside him in a low voice,
"Go and get some."
In his eyes, he had to give Su Qing to him if he wanted her. He was an official, and she was a citizen. If he asked for meat, the little peasant had to be happy to give it to him.
The bailiffs were also used to eating and taking cards. They wanted to snatch it even if the old master did not say anything, let alone when the old master said so.
