Twenty minutes later, Li Qiao and Shang Yu were sitting in the VIP lounge at the center of the vacation resort.
Liuyun, Wang Yue, and Luoyu stood shoulder to shoulder not far away.
The resort's exclusive butler respectfully brought them tea snacks and juice, and after placing the items on the tray, he bowed to Shang Yu, "Master Yan, the surroundings of the scenic area have been arranged according to your instructions. If there is anything else you need, please feel free to command me."
Shang Yu lowered his gaze and waved his hand, "Mhm, you may leave."
The exclusive butler complied and left, his demeanor full of reverence.
Li Qiao leaned back against the sofa's cushion, lifted the glass of juice on the table to take a sip, and her gaze unintentionally turned to the opposite side.
She put down the juice glass, pinched the mint leaf on the rim of the glass, and twirled it, "Did Master Yan bring people from the Secret Hall to Parma this time?"
