Under the temptation of baked buns, these children, the eldest being eleven or twelve and the youngest only five or six, soon started searching everywhere for that reclusive, left-handed old man in his forties or fifties with a disability on his right leg.
Zhao Ya wasn't idle either; he almost scoured the entire poor district of the Commandery, yet still found nothing.
This was something Zhao Ya had anticipated, so he wasn't too disappointed.
If finding the Jade Butterfly was as easy as wandering the streets, earning those more than a thousand taels of gold would be far too easy.
Now Zhao Ya just hopes the net he cast earlier will soon bear some fruit.
"Old Lu, why are you back so early today?" someone laughed and said.
Lu Jicheng cheerfully replied, "Isn't it raining today? The steward of the Martial Arts Hall felt sorry for my bad leg and let me come back early."
