There's a bathroom on the first floor.
After taking care of the urgent nature's call, Yan Jiu washed his face and, with his face still wet, came out of the bathroom.
As he walked into the living room, he unexpectedly saw a tall figure standing by the wall. His steps faltered, and he couldn't help but look up.
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Yan Jiu's expression was a bit surprised.
The next second, he asked indifferently, "Do you need me for something?"
Yu Chiyin didn't pay attention to his words; his dark eyes examined Yan Jiu for a moment before he suddenly spoke up:
"Judging by your accent, you're not from the Imperial Capital. You ran away from home to come here, didn't your family look for you?"
Hearing this, Yan Jiu's eyes became wary, "What's it to you why I ask these questions, eh?"
