Xiyang Xue sat in the largest room in the restaurant, turning her thumb with her right hand and getting faster and faster. Half an hour ago, he received news from his subordinates that he had already gambled on the road. Lou Xietu's official banquet was held in Huaihai Tower. He also specially chose this restaurant he had never been to. Tonight he prepared a "big gift" for Xue Tiannan, and couldn't wait to see his cripple face.

Unexpectedly, this man walked on the road for half an hour? Or was he a carriage?

The more Xiyang Xue thought about it, the more gloomy the face became, and the more she pinched the fingertips in her hand, the harder she tried. The people next to her were frightened, afraid that the master would crush the fingertips that could command everyone in Xuetang.

There are not many people coming to Xuetang today. Everyone knows that their master has been waiting for too long. If he waits any longer, he will probably demolish the restaurant. Xue Tiannan deserves to be extremely brave. The only thing that his master can wait for so long in the world can count both fingers.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, a few rapid footsteps came from outside the room. A man guarding downstairs hurriedly ran up, came to the door of the room, swallowed hard, and never let the snow master see that they were looking forward to Xue Tiannan coming to the appointment, otherwise they would be too embarrassed.

He stood outside the door, his tone as calm as possible and said, "Snow Lord, the person is here."

Xiyang Xuemei Peak was raised, and there were signs of an outbreak, "Where are you?"

Before the two protagonists arrived, the subordinate who went to pick them up came up to report their situation along the way.

After Xue Tiannan and Heather came up, they found that the air pressure in the wing room was extremely low. Needless to think about it, it was because the man was sitting, and the cold air was constantly emitting. Even the people in the Xuetang standing behind him were suppressing their breathing, and the atmosphere was deep.

Heather's eyes turned to the round table covered with red cloth, with no tableware on it, let alone food. She touched her stomach that she had just eaten, lamenting that she had foresight. When she met the buns she liked to eat in the morning on the street, she pulled Xue Tiannan down to eat a few. She didn't want to waste time, but she didn't expect that after walking a few steps, she found fresh fish ball soup...

"Master Xue, I'm so sorry, we're late." This tone and tone seemed to be as familiar as Xiyang Xue. The people in Xuetang were psychologically dissatisfied. Is this woman's attitude towards their master too casual?

Xiyangxue had an expression of anger on her face, and after hearing her words, the frost on her face seemed to melt away from heat. At the angle that his subordinates could not see, she actually showed a seemingly kind smile, "It's okay." He looked at Xue Tiannan, who was slightly displeased and also looked at him, and his tone was as usual, "Please sit down, two of you."

The good show has just begun.

Xue Tiannan sat down and spoke, "I wonder what happened to Snow Lord come here so late?"

Originally, Xiyangxue prepared a lot of opening remarks to highlight the news in her hand, but the lateness of these two people made her feel a little bad and had no intention of playing tricks. She waved directly to the person behind her, and a piece of handkerchief wrapped in a handkerchief was placed on the table.

"My man was picked up from the mountain road that was up the official road. I saw that the word "the prince is engraved on it, and I brought it back. Prince Xue, open it and take a look?"

Xue Tiannan couldn't see anything wrapped, but her left eyelid jumped inexplicably. Xiyang Xue never did boring things like losing and found. He must have known something, and now he is just keeping it in hiding.

He lifted up a corner of the handkerchief on the table, revealing the shape of the thing inside. It was a folded paper fan. He felt familiar when he looked at the texture of the fan wood. He pushed the handkerchief apart in two or three times, and the bottom of the paper fan was close to the position of the fan nail, and a very small boat character was engraved.

Heather sat next to him and stared at the fan. This fan should be something that Xue Tiannan had acquaintance, otherwise his name would not have been engraved, but strangely, he also felt familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere...
Chapter completed!