Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,At this moment, the sound of hooves drumming from the path outside the tea garden.,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"。