He then proceeded to invite the guests to take a seat.
"Mr. Xu, you truly are a person of remarkable appearance."
"I've heard that you and our Nanxun are in somewhat similar lines of work."
"Quite so, quite so."
The atmosphere around the living room sofa was one of cheerful camaraderie, while at that very moment, the kitchen seemed to enter its own frigid winter season, making the plight of the staff present quite unbearable.
Without being able to voice any complaints, they could only silently pray in their hearts for these two people to leave as soon as possible.
But perhaps due to what's referred to as the butterfly effect, the more you wish for something to happen, the less likely it is to occur.
Therefore, in the end, apart from the occasional clatter of dishes and utensils, the kitchen was mostly silent, so quiet that the drop of a needle on the floor would have been clearly audible.
