"One day, the master went out to do errands and met a bad old man. The damn old man said to the master: "Go to the north, there are noble people you can meet! "Then he walked away. What an unclear sentence, so the master set off for the north."
Duan Ming was stunned there, laughing for a long time before calming down: "Are you sure you didn't make up a story to make up for me?"
Zhi Jin rolled her eyes at him: "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."