Some rickshaw drivers came over to attract passengers, saying they could take him around and give him explanations, but Li Sanjiang refused them all. He preferred to stroll by himself and didn't want to spend that money.
Besides, after these few days of touring, he realized that when it comes to guide introductions, his own Little Yuanhou is second to none. No matter which scenic spot they went to, he could explain everything thoroughly, past and present. With a family member like that, why would he spend money to listen to outsiders?
Strolling around, he started to feel a bit tired. He patted his pocket—oh no, he'd left his box of matches at the hotel.
Li Sanjiang saw a long bench ahead with an imposing elderly man with white hair sitting on it, leaning on a cane. He walked up and asked:
"Hey, brother, can I borrow a light?"
The old man turned his head to look at Li Sanjiang and nodded.
At that moment, a young man in formal attire appeared out of nowhere, holding a lighter.
