Mr. Liu glanced at him and said helplessly, "Alright, it's getting late. You should leave the city soon!",He gently pushed open the rickety wooden gate, made of pieces held together with twigs. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin, wiry old man with sparse whiskers and wearing patched-up shorts, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He skillfully mended a tattered fishing net with a shuttle.,Yang Ge was confused, but he still waited where he was told.。