By five in the afternoon, Jiang Man had arrived at the location Louis had arranged.
The place was named 'Red Maple Court,' an ancient-style Chinese restaurant.
The restaurant was built like an ancient courtyard, complete with pavilions and a lotus pond.
Because it was winter, the entire courtyard was wrapped in silvery white.
Snow had fallen in the last few days. Although it was light, it hadn't melted due to the low temperatures.
Especially the snowflakes on the branches, piece by piece, from a distance, one might think they were pear blossoms.
Jiang Man walked along the corridor, very fond of the surrounding scenery.
She knew that Louis, the foreigner, had intentionally catered to her tastes, knowing she liked Chinese-style things, so he had specifically chosen this meeting place.
"Is the person who just went in Jiang Man?"
Outside the Red Maple Court, a man in a black long down jacket got out of his car, his gaze fixed on a fading figure at the entrance.