"It's okay, young man. Just leave quickly later so they can't find you," the storyteller elder advised Lin Qingyi.
"Thank you for your concern, elder, but it's fine, they can't hurt me," Lin Qingyi replied with a smile. "I just called the elder here to chat about everyday life, to inquire about some matters."
"Oh?" The storyteller elder was curious, what did he want to find out?
"Elder, you've lived in Changting Town for many years, haven't you?" Lin Qingyi took a sip of tea and asked.
"Yes, I've lived here my whole life," the storyteller elder nodded, "for almost seventy years now."
"That's nice. To live one's entire life in one place until old age is a kind of happiness," Lin Qingyi said faintly.
"Indeed," the storyteller elder nodded in agreement with Lin Qingyi's words.
