Although the proprietor had heard Zhao Yan’s apology, he still eyed him with lingering annoyance.
The lad did not look very old; his clothes were shabby, yet his features were striking. His every movement was graceful, with not a hint of small-mindedness about him. Even while being scrutinized, the boy did not dodge his gaze, but instead stood there with open composure, allowing the man to look his fill.
After a long moment of appraisal, the proprietor’s irritation mostly evaporated. Why should he hold a grudge against a mere boy? There was no need for it, and since the lad had already apologized, he didn't want to be petty and harp on the matter.
Chapter 118