Lan Su's odd outfit attracted stares and pauses in the café, but most of the gazes had only lingered for a beat before they shifted away.
Yun Jian's voice when she spoke to Lan Su was soft, so much so that people around them could not hear it. When she asked the question, her fingernails rapped the table twice softly; her lips pressed once and her eyes flitted slightly, her posture was incredibly idle.
When Lan Su took in Yun Jian's demeanor, all the more she thought the latter was like her Wizard Lord Wu.
Moreover, she had found Yun Jian following her senses. The reason she hid behind the trash was to make sure if Yun Jian was the Wizard Lord of the Wu Clan.
Initially, she was not sure. It was until Yun Jian noticed her and sent the butterfly knife flying her way and she barely avoided it that she was ecstatic.
