The soft sedan chair arrived in the blink of an eye.
The four girls stopped walking, and the man in the sedan just regained consciousness.
He looked up and scanned the surroundings:
"Where is this?"
"Young Master, have something to eat."
One of the girls spoke softly: "Although it's a roadside tea house in the mountains, it's good enough to satisfy the appetite."
"Oh."
The young master nodded in realization: "Alright then."
After these words, the four girls carried the young master into the tea pavilion.
Once they settled the soft sedan down, one girl stepped forward to an empty table, lifted it, and placed it in front of the soft sedan.
The sedan was quite small and topless when set down, resembling a chair but with a cover, looking somewhat mismatched.
The young master pulled a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped a small area in front of himself clean.
Then he turned and called out: "Where's the waiter?"
"Coming, coming."