Yang Zhengshan followed them for a full hour, until the three entered a teahouse. Just as Yang Zhengshan was hesitating over whether to follow them inside, someone suddenly sidled up beside him and said, "What are you looking at?"
Yang Zhengshan whipped his head around and saw a scruffy old man standing behind him.
"So it's you. You gave me a fright."
The speaker was An Yuxing. Who knew how this old man had suddenly appeared here?
An Yuxing craned his neck and peered into the teahouse. "That's your granddaughter. You're already this old, yet you're secretly following your own granddaughter!"
Yang Zhengshan shoved him away in disgust. "Go on, get lost. Don't talk nonsense."
An Yuxing remained completely unmoved and continued sizing up the three people inside the teahouse. Only after the three went up to the second floor did he say, "That's Qu Changkong's grandson, right? Are your two families going to form a marriage alliance?"
"You actually know him!" Yang Zhengshan was surprised that An Yuxing actually knew Qu Shaogong.
It was not strange for An Yuxing to know Yang Wanqing. After all, over the past three years, An Yuxing had often come to him for drinks, and after coming and going so often, he had become very familiar with the members of the Yang Family.
"Of course I know him. When Qu Changkong came to the capital before the New Year, he even sought me out for drinks!" An Yuxing said.
Yang Zhengshan's Eyes Lit Up. "Come, come. Let's go drink!"
"Drink? Do you have good wine?"
"Will you drink Drunken Immortal Brew?" Yang Zhengshan said with a Hehe.
Drunken Immortal Brew was a new wine he had brewed over the past few years, made with Drunken Immortal Grass.
In essence, it was not much different