Jiang Lan stood at the counter. He looked at the accounts book and then at the counter. He realized that there were two people who had ordered good wine today.
They were Lu Jian and Ao Ye.
Jiang Lan knew of the Eighth Summit's Lu Jian.
"Does this Senior Brother like to drink so much?"
He wasn't sure.
After that, he placed his gaze onto the name Ao Ye. He'd never seen this name before.
However, the surname Ao made him subconsciously think of the Dragon Race.
Hopefully, he was just overthinking things.
He would just stand there to wait for customers to arrive.
Creak. The teacup began to sway. Jiang Lan's hand immediately moved to hold onto the teacup. Then, he planned to clean up the place.
Although the inn looked very clean now.
A moment later, he realized that the inn not only looked clean on the surface, it was in fact really clean.
