Establishing Rules to Define Boundaries

Lan Tian looked around vigilantly. Finding no one paying them any mind, he lowered his voice and asked, "What happened?"

"Cao the Rebel was defeated in Nanyang during the first lunar month. He should have retreated to Xudu or his fief in Ye City, but he went all the way north to Luoyang. It is truly strange," Song Chen said, his face full of confusion.

Lan Tian's body jolted upon hearing this. Since Guan Yu had already defied fate, he had assumed Cao Cao's lifespan might also have variables, yet he had still ended up at Luoyang, the final destination of his life.

"Is there detailed news?" Lan Tian pressed.

Song Chen shook his head gently. "Fancheng just went through a great battle. It is already no small feat that news could be sent back this quickly."

"That is true. I only returned two days ago myself," Lan Tian said, feeling relieved.

The Waiter, keeping a watchful eye over his own little patch of territory, noticed an extra person at Lan Tian's table and immediately came over to greet them. "Do you have a new guest? Would you like to add another hot pot?"

"Bring one more of the same," Lan Tian said, pointing at the hot pot with a nod.

"Coming right up!" the Waiter shouted, flicking the rag from his wrist onto his shoulder before drifting away.

Gao Yuan chewed on the sauce-covered fish, an expression of disbelief on his face. He muttered, "This dipping sauce is almost the same as the one Sir concocted. The flavor and texture are exactly the same. I wonder what kind of background this Eatery has."

Song Chen stroked his fake beard and whispered, "I secretly investigated the proprietor's identity. He was a severely wounded soldier from the Trap-Breaking Army after the