บท 289: The Same Cold Gu Poison

Because it was dinner time, there were no more seats in the hall of Red House Hotel, and the private rooms were filled. Xu Qing was once again impressed. It seemed that this restaurant

was very good in all aspects.

"I'm very sorry, there are no more seats," the waiter said to Xu Qing and the others apologetically.

"There's still a private room reserved for Liu Gexu, right? Give us his private room," Qiao Yanhui said matter-of-factly. Liu Gexu still owed them a life-saving favor.