Zhao Xiyan hooked his lips.
"Without knowing the time here, we won't get any rest if I tell the whole story tonight."
Qi Yue pursed her lips.
"No rest then, no rest; you have to finish telling it anyway!"
"Alright, as you wish."
Zhao Xiyan took a sip of tea and continued the topic he had been discussing.
"This Sheng guy, originally a junior employee at Rishengchang, possessed exceptional talent and was discovered by Huangfu Nan's son, Huangfu Sun, who took him as his personal disciple."
Hearing this, Qi Yue couldn't help but interject.
"Never thought Sheng's luck would be so good. He must have learned his skills during that time!"
"It's more than just good luck," Zhao Xiyan scoffed coldly, his expression filled with scorn.