Pei Buji was obliging enough. He sat back down and told Yang Qing and Jiang Zhizhou about Mo Feiyan.
"Though Mo Feiyan is the proprietor of the Heavenly Phoenix Tower, he's an utterly dull fellow," Pei Buji said dismissively.
As the proprietor of the Heavenly Phoenix Tower, he ought to have been a freewheeling, carefree man. Yet Proprietor Mo went entirely against the grain, seldom showing his face, coming without a trace and leaving without a shadow.
Had the window of that room on the top floor of the Heavenly Phoenix Tower not stood open from morning to night, people might have thought Mo Feiyan was nothing more than a name.
That room with the open window was Mo Feiyan's residence.
Every day at a quarter to eight in the morning, Mo Feiyan would issue instructions to the tower's steward. Since the Heavenly Phoenix Tower had opened, he had kept to this routine through wind and rain.
"Tell me, what's a restaurant owner doing making himself so unfit to be seen?"
Pei Buji talked at length, spittle flying, before finally giving a snort.
Yang Qing raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Pei Buji.
That mouth of his certainly never let him come off worse.
He picked only the most cutting things to say.
Still, Yang Qing merely glanced at him before lowering his eyes again.
"Tsk, tsk. Yet this fellow, dull as a block of wood, has brought the Heavenly Phoenix Tower soaring fame. No one in Northern Liang dares underestimate it. I hear it even does business in Western Chu and Yijiang."
There was a Heavenly Phoenix Tower in Western Chu too?
Yang Qing was mildly startled. Why had he never heard anyone mention it before?
Seeing Yang Qing look somewhat dazed, Pei Buji smiled again.
"The Heavenly