Since the three of them had not eaten yet, after making a few inquiries, they entered what was said to be the best restaurant in Nanyue City.
Upon entering the restaurant and seeing the bustling scene with diners gathered around, Chu Qinghe nodded inwardly.
No matter where you are, restaurants with many customers usually serve pretty good food.
But the first floor is noisy, and even late at night, there are many people talking loudly in the wine tasting room.
Chu Qinghe had no interest in listening to such gossip. After Qu Feiyan familiarly took out a tael of loose silver and tossed it to the waiter, the three of them went up to the second floor amidst the waiter's joyful welcome.
Compared to the commotion below, there were significantly fewer people on the second floor.
However, as he habitually scanned his surroundings, Chu Qinghe suddenly let out a soft "hmm" and glanced to the side.
At this moment, on the second floor, leaning against the railing, four women dressed in white dresses, whose appearances could be described as above average and even pretty, stood quietly behind a table.
In front of the four women, a man sat upright in a chair.
He was also dressed in white, with a slender figure. However, even in this inn, the man wore a white veil, and the white gauze around him hung down, making it impossible to see his true face.
What is noteworthy is that there were two cushions under the man's chair and at his feet.
Despite being dressed entirely in white, there wasn't a single stain on her clothes.
Even the wine glasses and bowls used on the table were completely different from those of the other diners on the second floor, clearly indicating that they had brought their own.
"Are you a germaphobe?"
When Chu Qinghe took in the man's situation, he seemed to walk forward with a normal expression, but his mind was racing.
As Chu Qinghe and his companions walked past the man, Chu Qinghe clearly heard a soft "Eh" coming from under the veil.
However, the tone of the sound was extremely soft, so soft that it could be described as a mosquito's murmur.
But Chu Qinghe seemed not to hear the voices coming from the shopkeeper and continued to walk forward as the waiter led the way.
I walked to the table by the railing at the very end and sat down.
After the group ordered some dishes, Qu Feiyan, who was sitting next to Chu Qinghe, couldn't help but glance at the man wearing a veiled hat before quickly looking away, but wisely refrained from speaking.
Xiao Zhao remained silent, simply washing the bowls and chopsticks on the table with tea.
Although Qu Feiyan is carefree and casual at home, and Xiao Zhao is simple-minded and doesn't use her brain much, that's at home.
In fact, even Xiao Zhao is quite shrewd.
Now that they're out and about, the two women naturally won't be as outspoken as they are at home.
Soon, as the dishes were served one after another, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao both looked at Chu Qinghe.
Only after Chu Qinghe started eating did the two women feel relieved enough to begin eating.
If it were an ordinary, beautiful woman going out at night, even in a place like a restaurant, a smart person would first test for poison with a silver needle.
Just like Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan, they all carried a silver needle in their bosoms as a precaution.
But when she was with Chu Qinghe, this thing was no longer needed.
Absolutely true.
After all, given Chu Qinghe's medical skills and expertise in using poisons, he could identify poison immediately, which was far more effective than silver needles.
However, just as the three of them were enjoying their food while looking at the street scene outside, Chu Qinghe noticed out of the corner of his eye that the veiled man opposite them suddenly raised his hand.
Then, one of the four maids behind him quickly stepped forward and bent down.
A few moments later, two maids quickly stepped forward, each carrying one or two cushions, and placed them on the empty chair and the ground where Chu Qinghe was sitting.
The next instant, in Chu Qinghe's perception, a surge of true energy at the peak of the Grandmaster realm flashed and disappeared.
Then, the man who had been wearing a veiled hat a dozen steps away actually sat down at Chu Qinghe's table, facing him.
Faced with this suddenly appearing person, and the fleeting yet powerful true energy fluctuations of a Grandmaster-level expert emanating from the man, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan, who were eating, both paused for a moment.
On the contrary, Chu Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, with only a slight breeze created by the gentle fan in his hand.
The aroma of the still-warm food on the table wafted towards the veiled man across the table.
When the veiled man sat down, even though there was a white veil between them, Chu Qinghe could vaguely feel the eyes behind the veil falling on him, thanks to the bright light in the restaurant.
And there was an inexplicable hint of displeasure in his eyes.
A few breaths later, as the uninvited man turned his head slightly to the left and right, his gaze lingering briefly on the pretty Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan beside him, the man wearing a veil slowly spoke: "Young master is so fortunate to have such lovely maids."
Upon hearing the man's first words, Chu Qinghe let out a silent "oh," clearly sensing something different from the man's opening remarks.
However, Chu Qinghe maintained a humble smile and nodded gently, saying, "It's alright, thank you for your praise, brother."
As soon as she spoke, her voice was gentle and soothing. But whether it was just his imagination or not, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt that the gaze directed at him from behind the veil seemed even more displeased.
After a moment's hesitation, the man wearing the veil slowly said, "I have a request, but I don't know if I should make it."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe's smile remained unchanged, and he said softly, "Since it is an unreasonable request, brother, you don't need to say anything more."
The veiled man: "......."
Seeing the veiled man hesitate, Chu Qinghe's smile remained unchanged.
However, when looking at the veiled man in front of her, she felt that he was somewhat ill.
It's impolite, and besides, the two sides are complete strangers; a casual compliment followed by an unreasonable request is unacceptable.
If you want to make a wish, you should go to a temple. Why are you running up to yourself?
What do you do when you encounter a shameless person?
The Murong family of the Great Song Dynasty had a saying: "Use their own methods against them."
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