Time flies by with no trace.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon.
Gu Tong sat inside the coffee shop, holding a cup of Americano, savored a sip.
Xia Xi sat opposite her, pouting and visibly unhappy, said, "If you want a drink, you can go to the 'Red Mansion' teahouse~ You didn't have to come here for coffee, it's just wasting money."
"..." You waste money less, huh.
Gu Tong put down her coffee cup speechlessly, said, "That place Gong Chenli knows about, there are too many eyes, if there are spies, our conversation could easily be eavesdropped."
That's why she had Xia Xi go around a few circles when coming to the coffee shop, but who knows if this airhead had followed through.
Xia Xi blinked, said, "What you said makes a lot of sense…"
Though the Demon King isn't watching over us, his influence still lingers, there isn't anyone in Shoucheng who doesn't know of him.
