"Got it!"
The innkeeper smiled at Chen Zhixing and turned to head to the kitchen.
Just then.
Creak.
A woman wearing a mink hat, draped in an elegant grayish-brown fur shawl, with a string of golden earrings on her left ear, walked step by step into the tavern.
"Well, well, what wind blew you here!"
The tavern keeper looked at the woman in the mink hat, first stunned, then quickly put on a smiling face and said, "My lady, there's a private room upstairs that's always reserved for you, please proceed."
With that, the innkeeper quickly bowed and headed to the kitchen.
The woman in the mink hat clearly had an illustrious background, and her rather haughty gaze swept casually across the few diners, then she swayed her hips, preparing to step upstairs.
Suddenly.
Just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, she suddenly noticed three figures sitting in the most cornered position, wearing straw hats with brims pulled very low, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.
