Inside the restaurant, the lotus leaves were currently in full bloom. Lotus flowers rose from the expanse of green, swaying gently in the air with the breeze. A delicate fragrance permeated the entire space.
However, at this moment, Ye Jingcheng was in no mood to appreciate the view. He looked at Xingyuan True Monarch, who was also looking back at him.
The anticipated anger did not appear, nor did a barrage of questions. Instead, the man stared straight at him as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. This only made Ye Jingcheng feel even more surprised and baffled.
