Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng entered the teahouse but didn't try to join in blindly. They chose a corner seat and ordered two cups of tea.
The teahouse had a total of four floors, and the center of the teahouse was an open ground. One could see the fourth floor from the first floor, and vice versa. Ye Chen and Murong Qingheng were on the east of the second floor.
The teahouse was crowded, but there was no noise. Most were like Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng, quietly sitting and drinking tea. There were some who had reached an agreement with others, so they proceeded to the private pavilions to sort out the affairs.
"Your tea, Sir, Madam!" The waiter's footsteps were light as he walked up to Ye Chen and then softly spoke. Ye Chen faintly nodded, allowing him to place the tea on table.