Ji Xingzhi waited for about two quarters of an hour with doubts in her heart, and finally the owner of the teahouse came.
He was a nobleman holding a folding fan, wearing gorgeous clothes and a jade crown. He was wearing a mask, so his face could not be seen, but he kept waving the folding fan, and his feet were flying when he walked, giving people the feeling that he was a little unrestrained.
"Miss, what do you want to ask?" The teahouse owner asked casually as he sat opposite Ji Xingzhi.
Ji Xingzhi frowned slightly. She just wanted to ask about the fire on Guanshui Peak last night and the fact that Hua Yiyao, Xuebai and the others had left Guanshui Peak. With such a big thing happening, it was impossible for Shui Lianche to not take action. But she saw that Shuizhou City seemed quite peaceful. Apart from some people talking about the fire on Guanshui Peak, basically no one talked about the emperors who lived on Guanshui Peak.
This puzzled her. So she wondered if she could get any useful information in the teahouse, but there were only a few people there. So she had no choice but to ask the waiter, who then called the owner of the teahouse over...
The battle seems a bit big...
Ji Xingzhi looked around calmly. The teahouse was normal. Apart from the fact that there were fewer people, there was nothing wrong. However, Ji Xingzhi felt that the waiters and the boss in the teahouse were a little weird.
Ji Xingzhi's eyes moved and he caught a glimpse of a sign behind the counter of the teahouse. It was a circular pattern with a word "Ran" faintly visible in the complex pattern. Seeing this word, Ji Xingzhi suddenly thought of something. He stretched out his index finger, dipped it in the teacup, and wrote two words on the table with water - Tianshu.
After finishing writing, Ji Xingzhi looked at the teahouse owner calmly, observing his every move.
Sure enough, when the teahouse owner saw the two words on the table, his eyes changed slightly, and even the hand that was fanning him paused slightly.
"I'm sorry I can't answer what the young lady wants to ask." The teahouse owner said sternly, not even waving the fan, but just holding it together in his hand.
Ji Xingzhi's eyes flickered slightly, and she pretended to be disdainful and said, "Ran's Teahouse is nothing special."
The teahouse owner didn't care about Ji Xingzhi's attitude at all. He just stood up, straightened his robe and said, "Please leave after you finish your tea."
After saying that, the teahouse owner turned and left without waiting for Ji Xingzhi to speak.
Ji Xingzhi reached out and touched his chin, as if thinking about something.
According to legend, a cup of tea from the Ran Family Teahouse is worth a fortune, and some teas are even bought with one's life. Ji Xingzhi didn't think it was as exaggerated as the legend said. It was just a teahouse with poor business...
After thinking about it, Ji Xingzhi looked at the tea in the white porcelain teacup on the table that was contaminated by her fingers, and couldn't help but curl her lips. The tea tasted average.
Ji Xingzhi didn't come here to drink tea, so she got up and left. As soon as she walked out of the teahouse, Ji Xingzhi turned around and found herself standing at the door of a restaurant. The noisy and bustling sounds irritated her nerves. The restaurant was crowded with people, and they were telling some bizarre stories.
They said that the fire on Guanshui Peak was heavenly fire.
They said that the Emperor of Yuzhou was unfortunately burned to death by heavenly fire and his body was never found.
They say the Holy Maiden of Selangor is missing.
They say there's been no news of the Emperor and the Regent of Lizhou...
Ji Xingzhi had no time to dwell on these things. She was filled with doubts. She had just entered a teahouse, so how had it suddenly become a restaurant? Where had the people in the teahouse gone? Was everything she had just experienced an illusion?
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