The word "idiot" lingered in everyone's ears, and the man's voice continued to be clear.

"Do you know how much that idiot's chess game costs per game?"

"Ten taels of silver each time."

The other two tables of guests in the restaurant were very surprised.

"Isn't that crazy? Who would spend so much money on this?" they said.

"Ken? Do you know how much the jackpot is for the chess game?"

"Five thousand taels."

When these words were spoken, not only the guests at the two tables were shocked, but even the shopkeeper and the waiter who greeted Miss Jun and the others in were amazed.

“That’s amazing.”

"This guy is a very good chess player."

Everyone talked about it.

The man laughed and slapped the table, while putting his legs on the stool on the other side.

"That's nothing, he's just an idiot." He said with a laugh.

Hu Gui also laughed. If someone took out five thousand taels of silver, he must have money. What's the point of trying to win ten taels of silver?

"It does sound like he's a fool." He said to Miss Jun and others.

Miss Jun didn't look at him. Fang Chengyu had a smile on his face and his eyes were bright.

Miss Jun always remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe, while the young master was like a child, curious about everything he saw. However, the driver...

Hu Gui looked at Lei Zhonglian because Lei Zhonglian was also looking at him.

This driver was also very interesting, like a wooden man. He always moved hesitantly in front of Miss Jun, without any expression, and never even glanced at herself.

But now he has looked at himself twice.

"What?" Hu Gui asked hurriedly.

Lei Zhonglian looked at him.

"What?" he said.

Hey, after two days here, I can even speak the local dialect.

What are you looking at me for? Hu Gui thought to himself.

They looked at each other, and Miss Jun in front suddenly took a step forward. She did not follow the instructions of the waiter and the shopkeeper, but walked straight towards the man who was speaking.

"Why is that guy such an idiot?" she asked as she walked up to the man's desk.

At the same time, people at other tables were also asking questions.

The woman's gentle voice stood out among the others, and the man raised his ears and looked at Miss Jun.

The two looked at each other in astonishment.

"It's you."

They both said in unison.

Do you recognize it?

Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu also came over and stood in front of the table to see the young man's face.

His eyes are like bright stars, his face is as sharp as a knife, his brows are rebellious, and the corners of his mouth are smiling. He looks approachable and yet unapproachable, making him unpredictable.

It's him!

Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian's expressions also changed.

That woodcutter with his strange behavior!

There was a brief pause. The young man stopped smiling and looked at Miss Jun.

"It's you," he said again.

Miss Jun also looked at him.

"It's you." She also said, with a hint of realization and sigh in her voice.

So they know each other. Hu Gui looked at them curiously.

Lei Zhonglian knew that the two voices were from you. But the two of them did not mean the same thing.

The young man is talking about you, referring to the side of the road.

Miss Jun was talking about you, but she was referring to the Yangcheng Lantern Festival a long time ago. The person who cracked the chess game lantern.

Could it be him?

The shopkeeper then stepped forward and looked hesitantly at the man and woman facing each other.

"Ms. Jun. Look at you..." he asked tentatively.

Before he could finish, Miss Jun pulled out a stool and sat down.

"I'm with this young man," she said, looking at the young man.

When these words came out, everyone present was stunned. The young man frowned.

"Not good?" he said.

"Why not?" Miss Jun said, looking at him and smiling, "Young Master is my savior. I want to sit at the same table with you to express my feelings, isn't that right?"

The young man stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Stop it. What savior? Don't talk nonsense." He said, "I didn't save your life. I don't owe you anything."

These words left the shopkeeper and Hu Gui, who were unaware of the inside story, completely confused. Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu, who knew the inside story, were also somewhat puzzled.

What does it mean that after saving someone, you owe them something?

But there's nothing strange about it.

I've seen how strange this man is before.

In short, everyone understood one thing, that is, they really knew each other, and the shopkeeper and the clerk immediately stopped talking.

"Serve the food, serve the best food." said the shopkeeper, and hurriedly left with the waiter.

Hu Gui pulled Lei Zhonglian to sit at the table next to them.

Fang Chengyu sat down next to Miss Jun naturally and smiled at the young man.

The young man ignored him and just looked at Miss Jun warily.

Miss Jun kept looking at him.

"How can it be such a coincidence?" she said, with a complicated expression, somewhat unbelievable, "How can it be such a coincidence?"

Was this the person who broke her chess game?

Was this person the one who stole her purple fairy plant again?

She did not pursue the person who solved the chess game, thinking she would never see him again, but unexpectedly she met him on the road.

She didn't want to have any further connection with the person who stole her Purple Immortal Plant, but she didn't expect to meet her again.

What's even more coincidental is that these two people whom she never expected to meet again turned out to be the same person.

Such a coincidence was something she could never have imagined, even though she had died once and been reborn.

Miss Jun, who has always been calm and self-possessed, felt a little dissatisfied when she spoke out.

To make matters worse, this man had already robbed her twice.

Being stared at by Miss Jun like this, the young man stepped back.

"Little girl, calm down." He said, "You are still young. You don't know that there are many coincidences in this world. Don't think it's strange. This coincidence doesn't mean anything. Don't think too much about it."

Coincidence doesn't mean anything, but this is too much of a coincidence.

Miss Jun smiled and put her hands on the table, which made her body lean forward.

"But this is too coincidental, why is it you?" she said, "Is this fate?"

The young man drank and laughed.

"Every person and every person you meet is fate," he said, "so fate is everywhere and worthless. Don't think too much about it."

Miss Jun still smiled and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"What's your name? Where are you from?" she asked after thinking for a while.

As soon as these words came out, the young man stood up suddenly.

"It's just such a coincidence in the world. Look, we just met and now we have to say goodbye." He said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Maybe we can meet again next time."

He turned around before he finished speaking, but he was still a step slow, because the moment he stood up, Miss Jun reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Don't leave," she said at the same time.

Because the young man was tall and it was difficult to hold on to him when he stood up, she simply reached out her other hand, and with both hands she tightly grasped his arms, and leaned over.

At first glance, it looked like Miss Jun was holding his arm.

The young man jumped up.

"Morrow!" he shouted.