By this time, more and more people had entered the tavern, and the shopkeeper got the waiter to add an extra table in the middle of the lobby. The crowd was bustling.
Su Jiu and the gang's noodles were also served, along with the soup, teeming with large pieces of smoked beef and garnished with green onions. The bowls covered them in the enticing sweet-smelling steam.
No one had eaten the appetizer, as they were all attracted by the beef noodles. They hurriedly scarfed the food down, mouths stained with oil.
Su Jiu ate happily with one foot propped on the bench. She scarfed the food down, causing the people at the next table to stare.
This young master might look handsome and elegant, they thought, but he eats like a bandit!
Qiao An poured a glass of hot wine and was just about to drink it when, suddenly, the door was kicked open with a loud bang.
Several strong men, who looked like trouble, came in, followed by a man in rich brocade robes.
