At that moment, Zhao Rong looked towards Zhu Yourong.
The woman in the Confucian robe subtly shifted her gaze, effectively avoiding his look, as if admiring the night view of the distant seascape.
However, the next second, a very loyal student surnamed Fan stood up, and laughed out loud:
"So it’s settled then, Ziyu, you’ll have to test it with your own body later."
Zhao Rong quickly nodded.
The interaction was quite awkward.
But Fan Yushu, adhering to his principle of "if I’m not embarrassed, it’s someone else’s turn," said with a playful grin, "Ziyu, remember you promised to treat us again next time you come back, everyone heard it, no going back on your word. But let’s not come to this rundown alley again. I’ll find the place. I know East City well. I’ll choose somewhere both tasty and impressive, and really take you for a ride."
Only then did the others start to chime in agreement.
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, not daring to meet the constant woeful gaze of a certain little Fox Demon, he turned his head and continued leading the way.
At this point, the atmosphere between them finally livened up a bit after their awkward chat, chatting with each other as they walked deeper into the alley.
Soon, everyone followed Zhao Rong and stopped in front of a small restaurant at the end of the alley that seemed just as ancient.
"Here we are," Zhao Rong said as he turned around.
He turned back and looked at the old gatekeeper at the entrance.
The elderly man had sparse hair, wore an old green long robe, was stooped over, sitting on a bench facing the direction of the alley entrance, his head bowed, nodding off to sleep.
The group stopped at the door but seemed not to wake him up.
Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin glanced at the old gatekeeper.
Fan Yushu, however, looked around, slightly overlooking the shabby doorway and old man, and peered into the dimly lit interior of the restaurant, muttering,
"Ziyu, is this place clean? I feel like it’s a bit unreliable. It couldn’t be a trap, could it?"
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, spread his hands and said, "It’s a place Qing Jun chose, I’m not sure either, um, it’s called..."
He paused, "Well...no, oh, called Summer Insect Pavilion."
Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, and several other women heard this and still showed no particular reaction, just looking around the restaurant.
However, Fan Yushu’s eyes widened, and he jumped up.
"What place is this? Summer Insect Pavilion?!"
Zhao Rong and several women turned their heads in confusion, looking at the astonished Fan Yushu.
At this time, being a local born and bred in Du You City, he quickly turned his head, looking around in astonishment at the ancient alley and the rundown restaurant.
Zhao Rong pondered Qian’er’s words a bit more and nodded again, confirming, "It should be the name... Summer Insect Pavilion. It’s where Qing Jun found for us to eat. What’s the matter?"
Fan Yushu stammered for a moment, "This... this... "
The ancient clock for marking time on the seaside cliffs of East City sounded, its familiar chime echoing through Du You.
The old gatekeeper at the entrance of the small restaurant, who had been dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.
"Where is this? Summer Insect Pavilion?!"
Zhao Rong and several women turned around, puzzled, looking at Fan Yushu with wide eyes.
At that moment, as a local born and bred in Du You City, he quickly turned his head, looking left and right in astonishment at the old alley and the dilapidated restaurant.
Zhao Rong carefully considered Qian’er’s words, then nodded again to confirm, "It should be this name... Summer Insect Pavilion. It’s the dining place Qing Jun chose. What’s wrong?"
Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "This sister... this..."
The ancient clock atop the cliff on the seaside of East City rang, its familiar bell echoing through Du You.
At the entrance of the small restaurant, an old man who had been dozing off at the door suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. Zhao Rong thought for a moment and spread his hands, "It’s the place Qing Jun chose; I don’t know either, uh, it seems to be called..."
He paused, "Well... no, oh, it’s called Summer Insect Pavilion."
Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, and several other women heard this but still showed no reaction, just observing the restaurant.
However, Fan Yushu’s eyes widened as he jumped up.
"Where is this? Summer Insect Pavilion?!"
Zhao Rong and several women turned around, puzzled, looking at Fan Yushu with wide eyes.
At that moment, as a local born and bred in Du You City, he quickly turned his head, looking left and right in astonishment at the old alley and the dilapidated restaurant.
Zhao Rong carefully considered Qian’er’s words, then nodded again to confirm, "It should be this name... Summer Insect Pavilion. It’s the dining place Qing Jun chose. What’s wrong?"
Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "This sister... this..."
The ancient clock atop the cliff on the seaside of East City rang, its familiar bell echoing through Du You.
At the entrance of the small restaurant, an old man who had been dozing off at the door suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. Zhao Rong thought for a moment and spread his hands, "It’s the place Qing Jun chose; I don’t know either, uh, it seems to be called..."
He paused, "Well... no, oh, it’s called Summer Insect Pavilion."
Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, and several other women heard this but still showed no reaction, just observing the restaurant.
However, Fan Yushu’s eyes widened as he jumped up.
"Where is this? Summer Insect Pavilion?!"
Zhao Rong and several women turned around, puzzled, looking at Fan Yushu with wide eyes.
At that moment, as a local born and bred in Du You City, he quickly turned his head, looking left and right in astonishment at the old alley and the dilapidated restaurant.
Zhao Rong carefully considered Qian’er’s words, then nodded again to confirm, "It should be this name... Summer Insect Pavilion. It’s the dining place Qing Jun chose. What’s wrong?"
Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "This sister... this..."
The ancient clock atop the cliff on the seaside of East City rang, its familiar bell echoing through Du You.
At the entrance of the small restaurant, an old man who had been dozing off at the door suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.
The ancient clock atop the cliff on the seaside of East City rang, its familiar bell echoing through Du You.
At the entrance of the small restaurant, an old man who had been dozing off at the door suddenly burst