"Thank you!"
Song Da quickly nodded at a passerby in front of him because he had just learned Yuna's whereabouts from the man—she was in a teahouse ahead, a chaotic place that seemed to offer everything under the sun.
Finding someone was difficult, but Yuna's distinctive features made it unexpectedly easy... Song Da hurried into the teahouse.
The moment he entered, Song Da heard a cacophony of gongs and drums... What third-rate opera troupe was frightening people here?
Song Da frowned in distaste. He looked around the main hall and quickly spotted Yuna sitting in a small private room on the second floor.
He hurried up the stairs and walked toward the room.
At that moment, a young teahouse waiter pushing a food cart came toward him. The waiter seemed to have his head slightly lowered, but Song Da paid no attention. He simply hurried past, then quickly entered the room where Yuna was.
The young waiter turned around, revealed a smile, and disappeared... Luo Qiu.
"I finally found you."
Song Da lifted the beaded curtain and immediately saw Yuna silently eating. He seemed relieved, but also a little reproachful.
He frowned and sat down, instinctively saying, "It's dangerous for you to come out like this, you know?"
Yuna froze for a moment, then suddenly recalled what this burly man had looked like wearing an apron yesterday. He's probably a very responsible person, right?
"I'm fine." Yuna shook her head and slowly said, "At least I feel a little better now... It's amazing. I didn't do anything—I just ate some food—and I feel completely different."
Song Da opened his mouth, then scratched his head, unsure how to respond. Although Song Er and Song San were very experienced with women, Song Da had never indulged in women all these years.