"It really is you!" The man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, veins bulging on the hand gripping the iron bars as he spoke, "It truly is the young master."
Before he finished speaking, the man knelt to the ground, eyes filled with tears, and immediately knocked his head three times on the ground.
Ye Tianfan was also taken aback, quickly stood up and stepped forward, saying, "Let's talk this out, I can't accept such a big gesture from you!"
Judging by the man's appearance, he seemed over forty years old. Given Ye Tianfan's age, he could call him big brother or uncle, but regardless of the title, this man was older than him. Kneeling and kowtowing to him was too much to bear.
"Young master, I am Bai Yufei! Haven't you recognized me?"
By this time, the man's face was covered with tears.
"Bai Yufei?" Ye Tianfan carefully recalled for a moment. He felt he'd heard the name before, but had no memory of the person in front of him.
