In the end, the tour leader didn't press her about what was worrying her, though she seemed to have noticed that something was off about Clara.
Fu Qian could understand that completely.
When Clara left, she probably hadn't explained her real purpose. In other words, the tour leader didn't know she'd gone to the same venue as him.
So when he'd done something so risky, it was the other woman who'd acted strangely.
Add in the fact that the two young people who'd left the group at the last minute had eventually turned up together in a café, and it was hard not to let one's imagination run wild.
And the more suspicious it all looked, the ruder it would be to pry when the customers clearly didn't want to say much.
In the end, amid the cheerful atmosphere, the aroma of coffee grew richer. As the tired tourists replenished their energy, the conversation gradually grew livelier.
In the meantime, Fu Qian also confirmed once again that Anke was indeed his name, and that the female tour leader went by A Lian.
"So, are we going to the next stop together?"
A Lian's sense of responsibility soon became apparent.
Seeing that everyone had gradually recovered after a short rest, she immediately sought confirmation from Fu Qian.
"Of course."
Although Mr. Anke had "suffered no losses," he seemed to have no intention of going off on his own again. He agreed without hesitation.
"That's good. Otherwise, the tickets I went to so much trouble to get would've gone to waste. They're extremely strict with the checks, and you can't resell them."
Seeing that Clara had no objections either, A Lian looked quite relieved. She took a stack of cards from her backpack and held them up.
They really were strict.