"Don't worry, don't worry, those two just think I'm someone who pours tea in a teahouse."
The little girl stretched her head out of the window and pointed further down the corridor, "Four windows apart, the person is right there, been here for almost half an hour."
Zhao Rong slightly closed the window and looked in that direction, "Feifei, what did you hear?"
"Bits and pieces, but it's about the escort agency. They were mocking the escort goods and seemed to mention wanting to meet someone from the Hengshan Sect."
"I thought it might be the men in black you encountered recently."
Someone from the Hengshan Sect?
The first thing Zhao Rong thought of was Lai Zhirui, "Has anyone entered that room?"
"Didn't see anyone."
"Perhaps they've already gone in. Just now, so many people came to watch the play that it was hard to keep track. How about," Qu Feiyan blinked, "I go knock on their door, saying I've got the wrong room."
"No, you're too bold."