Under a patch of greenery by the roadside.
Dai Ling was quite tactful, he took some dry food from his bundle and shared it with Lin Zhong and the armored warriors, and said in a low voice, "We've just returned to settle down in our hometown, and we're quite strapped for cash, so we couldn't offer anything valuable to thank you. This dried bread was made by the lady of the house, I hope you gentlemen don't mind."
"No need to be so polite, it is right to draw one's sword to help when seeing injustice on the road, let alone when these bandits intend to take your lives. As an official of the court, I ought to help."
Lin Zhong waved his hand, but Dai Ling insisted on giving him the dried bread, feeling uneasy otherwise, so Lin Zhong accepted it and asked, "What should I call you, brother?"
"I don't dare, I am Guo Xian. This is my niece-in-law and her son." Hearing that the other party was indeed an official of the court, Dai Ling quickly bowed his head respectfully.
