Western Ox-He Continent, Fortune-Bringing Tavern.
Chu Xingchen tossed a piece of loose silver to the puzzled waiter outside the door and instructed him quite naturally:
"Bring morning tea and pastries. Keep the extra as your tip."
It had to be said that Western Ox-He Continent was a land of gifted people and blessed soil.
The waiter could not tell whether the person in the room had changed, but he recognized the loose silver Chu Xingchen tossed him.
He happily caught the silver Chu Xingchen threw over, no longer caring whether the previous occupant had been a man or a woman, and immediately replied:
"Just a moment, sir. I'll bring yours right up."
Chu Xingchen leisurely settled into a chair in the room and quietly waited for Lychee to arrive.
Yesterday, Lychee had said she would go back to prepare. After gladly agreeing, Chu Xingchen had not accompanied her to the Heavenly Patrol Bureau.
Naturally, news of his visit could not be concealed all that well, but keeping the word from spreading as much as possible could never hurt.
So Chu Xingchen had stayed at the Fortune-Bringing Tavern yesterday, quietly waiting for Lychee to finish her preparations.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the waiter served the morning tea and pastries.
Chu Xingchen swept his gaze over them. These breakfast pastries were not particularly delicate in appearance; their only merit was their generous size.
At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for steamed buns.
As for the tea... all one could say was that it was tea.
Still, Chu Xingchen said little. This was more or less how things were in Western Ox-He Continent. Refinement was not yet something it could afford to concern itself with.
He waved a hand, indicating that the waiter could leave.
Lychee only