152 Northern Tea House

South of Beifeng City, the Northern Tea House.

Within an ancient-themed private room on the second floor, three people sat around a table.

On the table sat a pot of Pu'er tea, its rich aroma filling the air, alongside several small dishes of melon seeds, candied fruits, cakes, and flaky sugar pastries.

"Ka~ Ka~"

Si Xianxian sat by the window, holding a handful of melon seeds, cracking them and gazing out the window.

This spot was truly excellent, with a view of the bustling market alley.

"Where is Lu Ran from?"

Yan Shuangzi picked up the teapot, pouring tea for the two while inquiring.

"From Wu Lie River," Lu Ran said softly, his hand resting by the teacup. "Just call me Little Lu."

Yan Shuangzi glanced up, looking at Lu Ran.

Previously in the Martial Arts Arena, Lu Ran had shown his valiant and ferocious side.

Even domineering!