It was almost time for lunch. When Gabriel brought Vivian into the mansion, Lin Yi was sitting in the main hall with a cup of tea in his hand.
This was the first time that Vivian met Lin Yi, this hero who had fought on horseback for many years and built an iron-clad northwest defense line for the Jin Dynasty. Now he was in his twilight years, with all his hair and beard white.
Now he was wearing a coarse cloth robe and sipping from a coarse porcelain teacup. He did not look like the Marquis Dingbei who made the western countries tremble in fear, but rather like the head of a wealthy farming family.
"Grandfather," Gabriel lifted the edge of his robe and knelt down.
Vivian heard the voice and knelt down as well, "Greetings to Marquis Dingbei."
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