Lady Qin looked at the two young men at the entrance and knew right away they weren't there for pleasure.
But her gaze lingered on Cheng Zongyang a little longer, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Finally, Lady Qin looked at the two of them, leaned languidly against the doorframe, and let out a yawn. She crossed her arms and asked in a listless tone, "Looking for a house?"
The waiter was the first to speak, offering the woman a respectful smile. "Lady Qin, you're as perceptive as ever! I brought this gentleman here. He's looking for a house in the South District or one of the other three districts—ah, one of the other districts would be best. Lady Qin, everyone says you're well-connected and have many resources. Do you know of any suitable places?"
"My greetings." Cheng Zongyang returned the gesture with a cupped-fist salute. He was inwardly surprised. 'She's a Martial Artist, too? And her Cultivation seems quite high.'
