Lin Yuan followed the woman's steps and walked out of the mansion's gate. Two carriages were waiting outside, one tall and spacious, brightly painted in vermilion with exquisite carvings, the other ordinary.
The woman directly boarded the exquisite carriage, and after two maids followed her in, the coachman on the carriage whipped the horses and set off towards the destination.
"Young Master Lin, please get on the carriage."
The driver of the rear carriage lifted the curtain respectfully and said.
Lin Yuan glanced again at the departing carriage, turned, and entered the carriage without speaking further.
Seeing this, the driver pulled the reins and proceeded towards the destination.
Soon after Lin Yuan left, three figures knocked again on Lin Yuan's door.
An old man, a middle-aged man, and a servant.
"Who may you be?"
