Wufu just wanted to avoid that silly big guy, and after making her purchases, she hurriedly ran away, but the other party wasn’t really a fool, see, he’s now blocked the door.
"Lady, it’s Ninth Master," Liu Jin, carrying a load of large and small packages, brightened up a bit when he saw the person sitting in the inn’s hall.
Wufu sighed, Oh my silly Liu Jin, can’t you see their formation, outnumbered as we are, there’s no advantage to be gained, look at them, they’ve brought even more people than before.
"Oh, Lady, you’ve returned, these gentlemen here have been waiting for you for quite a while," the innkeeper, with a sharp eye, saw Wufu and her servant at the door and hurriedly called out.
All eyes turned to look at them in unison.
When Ah Jiu saw Wufu, he hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, nodding subtly.
She had no choice but to toughen up and step forward.
As Wufu walked through the inn’s door, the calm and composed expression on her face somehow made Ah Jiu want to laugh.
He recalled what Hoo Die had said, was she the one who had caught the Flower-Picking Thief?
From the first day she entered the city until now, it had only been five days, and she had found and caught the person?
And she did it all alone.
Ah Jiu glanced at Hoo Die, who was standing beside him, staring fixedly at Wufu with an unfriendly look.
Hmph, this little girl who hasn’t even reached the age of marriage has crushed this silly big guy, he’s getting worse as he ages, later I will have to complain to Uncle Hoo and have him retrained.
Hoo Die didn’t notice the murderous look in his master’s eyes as he kept staring at Wufu, finding her face very familiar.
Before coming here, Ah Jiu hadn’t explained to Hoo Die who the lad in his mouth was, and since Hoo Die didn’t discuss the matter, he could only brood in silence.
Now that he saw Wufu, he found it quite strange.
As Wufu approached, Hoo Die suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at her, "You, you vixen..."
Listen to that tone, it sounds like some jealous wife, calling someone a ’vixen’!
Ah Jiu coughed loudly and shot him a look.
"Master, she, she is that..." vixen, Hoo Die swallowed his words under Ah Jiu’s gaze, looking at Wufu with disbelief and hurt.
How did the fox lad turn into a girl!
So, she was always a girl, and it was just that he hadn’t noticed?
Hoo Die felt annoyed, scrutinizing Wufu from head to toe, she was undoubtedly a woman; to think that he, Hoo Die, had been played by a woman?
No, had he lost to a woman?
No wonder, most women are vixens, cunning as can be, just like tigers, hmph. Hoo Die felt indignant, but under his master’s gaze, he dared not say more since he knew to behave according to the situation.
However, this woman...
Oh, it’s that girl from the village, the one with the outrageous demands.
Wufu ignored Hoo Die’s accusing gaze and his injured little heart, and followed Yuan Ye to Ninth Master’s table.
"I had sent someone to invite you for tea earlier, and your little servant said you were busy. It just so happens I’m passing by, and as it’s nearing noon, I’ve booked a table at the Hongfu Tower, would Lady Wu honor me by joining me?" Ah Jiu raised his teacup toward Wufu with a smile.
Wufu raised her eyebrows and smiled back, "Sure, as long as it’s not a trap."
Ah Jiu almost spat out his tea, looking at Wufu with a mix of laughter and helplessness, said, "You, think too much."
Wufu shrugged her shoulders, sat down, and poured herself a cup of tea, even shooting a glance at Hoo Die, "Ninth Master, with all this fanfare, you leave me no choice but to overthink."
"Oh? What if it were indeed a trap?"
"As long as there’s a name for my defeat, you win," Wufu raised her teacup.
Ah Jiu’s eyebrows lifted, and a star-like twinkle flashed in his eyes.