"Hey, what are you staring at so intently? Aren't you going to eat any of these?"
A pile of desserts was laid out in front of Du Ziteng, with bits of cream still clinging to his lips.
Su Chen shook his head, "I don't feel like eating. Do you think we'll see that Yan Ziyu you mentioned today?"
"We will, leave it to me."
Du Ziteng promised confidently, then returned to eating, yet in the instant he looked down, a strange light flickered in his eyes.
"Hey there young man, haven't we met somewhere before?"
At some point, a short-haired man in a black robe had appeared in front of Su Chen, holding a wine glass in one hand with his other hand behind his back, looking gentlemanly and refined.
Su Chen could only see his face clearly at close range. Handsome features, a few faint wrinkles, brown shoulder-length hair, and even brown eyes. That face that wore a refined smile made it hard to refuse his question.
"I don't know, but you do seem familiar in some way."
