Pausing in surprise, Song Min blinked, then laughed almost boyishly.
"Old Pu, you must be going senile from stress. Ah Song is just Ah Song, who else could it be? Come inside, I'll have them brew some of the best batch of Pu'er Tea I found on my travels to Yunnan recently."
Unable to bring himself to push for a real answer, Pu Jianming exchanged glances with Anji. The beautiful merchant had already entered the tavern, giving instructions to the waiter to prepare a private room for them.
Anji merely shook her head and took the lead to enter the tavern while relaying information via telepathic transmission. This was not a good time for confrontation. Elder Shen was due to arrive today. They had to buy more time.
