On the afternoon Lory left her little disciple rest in the inn while she get outside on her own she was sitting in the lavish teahouse at the second floor her table is near the wood fence with the street view, she drink calmly but her eyes watch the street closely than not long after an old man with white and tangerine color robes enter the tea house with two bodyguards following her.
The teahouse shopkeeper seems has waiting for his arrival he immediately lead him to the second floor where the area is quieter and private compare to the first floor, every room is divided with wooden partition and hidden behind the curtain to give the customer privacy and the second room table is more expensive compared to the first floor and that's why customer in the second floor treated more special compare and that's the other reason no one dares to question why Lory sits alone in her table without anyone waiting for her which is not common for woman in this world.