Liuli had encountered Yan Qing twice and, fearing recognition and aware that Qiyun Mountain was also the Ling Family's property, grew wary. Therefore, she hurried out to avoid him.
So when Yan Qing arrived at the tea house, only Ling Hua was there.
Sitting at the table, Ling Hua fanned herself slowly with a folding fan, the breeze it created gently stirring the hair beside her ears. Her stunningly adorned beauty was breathtakingly exquisite.
As Yan Qing entered the tea house, he caught sight of her and abruptly halted, feeling an urge to turn and leave.
The shopkeeper, standing behind Yan Qing, said with a smile, "Please, Young Marquis, the person inside is our Family Head." Finishing, he considerately closed the door behind them.
Zhao Quan could run Bafang Gambling House because he was certainly sly. If he felt something off earlier, by this time he had clearly understood his master's intention was to deal with Young Marquis Yan today.
