"Huh? Where's Miaoyin?" Wang Mazi walked in with practiced ease, looking around. There was a hint of confusion in his voice.
"Miss Miaoyin is resting in the back room and touching up her makeup. She'll be here shortly. Please, have a seat and enjoy some tea to soothe your throats." A pretty maid standing nearby hurried over to greet them, her voice crisp and clear.
Wang Mazi pursed his lips, seeming a little impatient, but still led Xiao Fan to sit on the soft couch, which was covered with a brocade cushion.
The maid served them two cups of tea. The brew was jade green, its fragrance refreshing.
Xiao Fan lifted his teacup and, through the curling steam and wisps of incense, discreetly surveyed the surroundings of Elegant Charm Pavilion.
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping over every corner and every ornament. The window lattice was tightly shut, cutting off the din downstairs and making this place seem unusually quiet.
"Wang Mazi, if you're looking for Taiwanese novels, visit Taiwan Novel Network for a smooth reading experience, with accurate chapters in the right order."
"Brother Wang, you seem awfully familiar with this place. You didn't come here just to sightsee, did you?" Xiao Fan took a sip of tea and probed again.
When he had first met Wang Mazi, the man had claimed he was in Capital City for sightseeing. But now, it seemed there was more to the story.
Wang Mazi draped an arm over Xiao Fan's shoulder. "Hahaha, I really did come here to sightsee..."
"Is that so? I don't believe you..." Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes, making it clear he didn't believe a word.
Wang Mazi chuckled and lounged against the soft pillow. "To be honest, back in my hometown, we don't have places