Mana set down the bamboo basket in her hands and bowed to the young knight, Lionel. "Good afternoon, Lord Lionel," she said.,Lyon glanced at the fresh tea leaves in Mana's bamboo basket, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Has your brother gone to see that old man again",As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.。