Following Duanmu Xingling, Zhang Ruochen arrived at the gate of Qingxuan Pavilion.
Raising his head and looking upward, Zhang Ruochen was astonished. He smiled and asked, "You know the shopkeeper here, senior sister apprentice Duanmu?" "
"Of course...You know him as well?" Duanmu Xingling was a bit surprised. She opened her eyes wide and round, with astonishment.
Zhang Ruochen naturally felt the change in her facial expression and made a detailed inquiry, "Are you surprised?"
"No!" She shook her head and said, "The real host of Qingxuan Pavilion is my aunt. I'm just curious, if you know the shopkeeper here, how come my aunt has never mentioned you before?"
"Your aunt is the charming host" Thinking of the gorgeous host, he looked at Duanmu Xingling again and felt even more incredible.
She forced a smile to hide her anxiety. She said, "You already know my aunt. That's good!"