His guess was confirmed, and Yang Xiao couldn't help but nod his head.
He jerked his chin at the man, signaling him to lead the way.
The man, not daring to dawdle, jogged ahead, and soon, Yang Xiao followed him to a teahouse they had visited before.
That teahouse was Yang Xiao'er's stronghold.
On the surface, it was a teahouse, but secretly it was actually a gambling den.
Therefore, Yang Xiao stepped forward, intending to walk into the teahouse, but to his surprise, the man didn't enter but instead continued straight past it.
Where exactly they were going, Yang Xiao had no idea.
Under such circumstances, Yang Xiao naturally wasn't about to take another step.
He stopped in his tracks and stared at the man's retreating figure.
"Brother, isn't your boss's stronghold in this teahouse? Why aren't you going inside but instead leading me straight ahead? Where are you planning to take me?"
