Soon, the spring noodles and soy-braised beef were served at Su Yan's table.
The stall owner smiled and said
"Enjoy your meal, let me know if you need more tea."
Su Yan nodded in agreement.
Originally, she thought that having a meal here wouldn't lead to anything significant.
But just a few bites into her meal.
She heard a woman's voice
"Pavilion Master, shall we rest here?"
Following the voice, she saw an eight-person sedan chair.
It was carried entirely by women.
The sedan was veiled with silk, and when the wind blew, the curtains fluttered in all directions, revealing the person sitting inside.
It was a woman, dressed in white, her face covered with a veil, exuding an aura of mystery.
The woman on the sedan looked toward the small stall, her gaze sweeping over Ye Xing.
She spoke
"Okay."
The cold voice resounded.
The sedan stopped.
The woman stepped down from the sedan.
Only the woman who had inquired walked to the tea stall with her.
