"You are here? Please sit."
The scholar with a pale face looked at the two entering and raised his hand to greet them without standing up, posing very confidently.
Then he said, "Shopkeeper Sun, instruct the kitchen to serve the dishes."
Having completed his task of receiving the guests, the shopkeeper acknowledged and turned to urge the kitchen to get the dishes out.
Jiang Xiulan, upon hearing this, greeted them with a laugh and strode towards the square table.
But Jin Xu stood at the entrance of the private room, expressionless, and did not move.
"Aren't you the little disciple of Tianxing? Why aren't you coming in?"
Old Dean, sitting beside the table, casually called out again and then his body shook unnaturally.
He coughed again.
Jin Xu, however, still did not move.
After being called twice and the Taoist still did not move, the Old Dean started to feel a bit suspicious.
"Could this young Taoist have noticed something unusual?
