Huo Yao was wearing a mask. She was dressed in a casual outfit. Her hair was done up in a loose bun with a few strands of loose hair falling at her ear. The Western-style outfit made her look laid back.
The staff sent her to the private room and left.
Liang Qiu was seated with his back facing the door. When he heard some noise, he turned his head. The moment he laid eyes on the tall slender young woman, a look of bewilderment emerged on his face.
At the base the other night, he did not get to see Huo Yao in person. He simply saw her quickly leaving from the distance, but he could tell she was a woman. Other than that, he was unable to see any features up close.
Liang Qiu watched as Huo Yao took a seat. Then, he removed his mask. For a moment, his face froze.
It was astonishing enough that she was a woman, but she was even such a beauty.
Was she even 20 years old?
