Xi Dingzhou, Huifeng Teahouse.
Second floor, private room.
The teahouse was a place of serenity, and the private room was even more elegantly arranged: a touch of sandalwood fragrance, half a cup of scented tea. Seated by the window was an exceptionally handsome young man, his lips perennially curved in a smile, his eyes gentle, quietly observing the street scene below.
Someone knocked on the door from outside.
The young man diverted his gaze and responded indifferently,
"Come in."
The wooden door opened, revealing a pretty young girl standing outside. With a respectful demeanor, she took light steps inside, first curtseying, then softly said,
"The maid has seen Master Yu."
Her voice was soft and reserved, adhering to etiquette from beginning to end; she never once raised her eyes towards the young man.
Master Yu did not look at the girl either. He casually picked up a jade-green teacup from the table and said indifferently,
