C214 Truthfulness

Su Wenqing's courtyard was expansive, with a queue of about twenty people waiting their turn. At the end of the line, a small table was set up, behind which sat a bald elder. Dressed in a white undershirt, his face gaunt and a neatly trimmed goatee adorning his chin, this was none other than Su Wenqing. Flanking him were two young men, roughly the same age as Qin Tian