After concluding his official duties at the Xingtian Department, Mu Yan escorted the Vermilion Bird to Baoxiang House.
This place is a renowned restaurant in Ding'an City, famous for its exquisite dishes that attract many nobles and dignitaries.
Upon seeing Mu Yan, the Shopkeeper respectfully bowed and escorted him to the second floor.
Mu Yan settled down in the largest private room.
Soon after, the Shopkeeper brought someone in. The man's face was lit with joy, but upon seeing Mu Yan in the seat of honor, his expression darkened.
"Why is Lord Mu here?" It was the veteran Zhang Zhao.
The corners of Mu Yan's lips lifted slightly as he said: "My Zhan Lan is on her way, no rush."
Zhang Zhao gave him a sidelong glance, thinking: What does he mean, 'his' Zhan Lan? The way it sounded was quite irksome to the old man!
"It's good as long as Miss Zhan comes. I, an old man, can wait!" Zhang Zhao limped to a seat.