Jinzhou Tavern was familiar territory to Chang Lian; these past couple of years there wasn't a tavern he didn't know, and he proactively chose one, "This one is the most distinctive, and its reputation is the best."
Ning Xu stepped down from the carriage. The tavern wasn't particularly luxurious, but it felt comfortable to look at. "Not bad."
Chang Lian's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. With that tone and attitude, his identity surely wasn't simple.
The shopkeeper came out to greet them, saying enthusiastically, "Young Master Zhou is here, will it be room number two again?"
Chang Lian asked, "Are there any private rooms available today? Don't tell me you cleared one out just for me."
The shopkeeper, smiling, replied, "Recently, the tavern has reopened and there are plenty of vacant private rooms. Please, Young Master Zhou, your table awaits you upstairs."
