C665 My master's surname is huang

Every day, he would open the door to welcome the eight-sided guests, but there was always no trace of the postmaster. Sometimes, he would get impatient from waiting and ride his horse to the top of the mountain about a kilometer away to look around.

He dismounted and sat down on the ground so far away that he seemed small, but he was also bold. He pulled a blade of grass, peeled off the roots