Dark Farm 21

The man laughed as if he had seen through Wen Xirou's skepticism. He spoke gently, "Of course. A farm this large certainly has more than one steward."

That sounded reasonable enough. Wen Xirou glanced at Wan Qian, who stood silently, her expression unreadable.

The man looked up at the sky. "The weather doesn't look good—it seems like it's going to rain. This place won't provide shelter."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Moreover, even if you don't need to avoid the rain, you should still head to your workplace earlier. After all, being late is never a good thing."

"Alright." Seeing that he had said this much, Wan Qian responded crisply, "Take us to the farm owner's office."

The man gave a slight nod. "Of course."

Turning around, he exposed his back to Wan Qian and Wen Xirou. His voice was hoarse, yet his tone remained lighthearted.

"Please follow me," he said. "The sky is dim, and the grass around here is quite thick. It's best to stay close—don't get lost."