55 Elder Bingwen, Master Of Arts (1/2)
Qingyu stood still for a bit before leaving himself, his brows creased while frowning.
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Meanwhile, Hongyue seated herself at a busy teahouse. Her eyes glanced patiently out the window, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the wooden table. The bustling streets were filled with people and stalls to make business yet not one was the person she was looking for. Hongyue sighed and was about to leave when a voice called out to her.
”Miss.”
Hearing the familiar voice, Hongyue looked up and stared at the elder in front of her. Just the person she was looking for. A light smile spread on her face.
”We meet again,” She greeted politely.
The herb seller stared at her relaxed state. Shouldn't she be more surprised? Or was she waiting for him? If she was...interesting. His wandering eyes settled on her black hair stick, and his eyes widened. Wasn't this the symbol that belonged to the particular legendary tribe? His eyes narrowed. He knew the daughter from the chief had married to General Wei. If that's the case, then this miss was...
”May I ask who this respected miss is...?” The herb seller asked.
Hongyue smiled. She had observed his facial expression. She tilted her head forward and spoke straightforwardly, ”It seems like you already recognized me. Is there a need to ask?”
The herb seller looked surprised at her response, ”This lowly one simply wanted to confirm it.”
Hongyue laughed as if she heard a joke. The person in front of her was not of low status like he portrayed. His power wasn't weak as well.
”Lowly? This doesn't seem to fit you,” Hongyue mused.
The herb seller paused, ”Oh?”
Hongyue tapped her finger restlessly as she spoke, ”This miss has to attend a banquet later so let's both put away any pretense. You're not some lowly herb seller nor are you weak. Seeing that you're here, you must have thought about my proposal, am I correct?”
The seller laughed, ”Really not simple. That is correct.”
Hongyue nodded, ”This miss is the eldest miss of the Wei family.”