The Faceless Courtesan Chu Yumian!

Sweet Pavilion.

Gao Xiaotian stared at Lin Xuan with her big eyes for a long while before finally asking Gao Wenshan:

"Grandpa, can Uncle really help you find the letter just by sitting there without moving?"

"Well..." Gao Wenshan glanced at Lin Xuan with a touch of awe, then nodded. "It should not be a problem!"

Seeing Lin Xuan's extraordinary bearing, he assumed Lin Xuan must possess some equally extraordinary means.

Yet even if he racked his brains, he could not imagine how Lin Xuan would find the thief and recover his letter.

At this moment, not only Gao Wenshan, but even the waiters and the diners were watching Lin Xuan in astonishment.

They were utterly convinced that Lin Xuan would surely help Gao Wenshan resolve this trouble.

Just sitting there, Lin Xuan possessed an immortal's bearing that left no room for the slightest doubt.

Only, what method Lin Xuan would use had become the focus of everyone's attention and anticipation.

A figure flashed past the entrance.

The mole-faced man rushed into Sweet Pavilion in a gust of wind, his eyes filled with terror as he frantically looked around.

Very quickly, the mole-faced man's gaze fell upon Gao Wenshan.

He charged toward Gao Wenshan and fell to his knees with a bang, howling like a ghost and wailing like a wolf:

"Old sir, I was wrong!"

"Here are the storage ring and letter I stole from you. I'll return them all to you now. Please forgive me!"

"I swear I'll never steal again!"

He hurriedly stuffed the storage ring and letter into Gao Wenshan's hands, urging him to check them quickly and see whether anything was missing.

Gao Wenshan opened his mouth, his face full of astonishment.

"It was found so quickly!"

He felt slightly dizzy and could hardly believe