The brothers looked at each other. Although it felt awkward, they quickly adapted.
"Yes! Mr. Wei!"
The captain of the first squad was the first to respond, and the other brothers also laughed and changed their address.
Han Lei nodded with satisfaction, "You guys first find an inn nearby to settle the horses and luggage, then come in and find me. We'll drink, eat meat, and by the way, gather some gossip about the Capital City."
"Yes, sir!"
The brothers replied in unison and proceeded with their horses towards a nearby inn.
Han Lei watched them leave, then adjusted her attire and stepped into the Drunken Immortal Brew.
Upon entering, a wave of alcohol scent and chatter washed over her.
The tavern was bustling, a peak hour for guests.
Han Lei squinted slightly, her gaze sweeping over the packed hall, pleased with the business.
At this moment, the busy Tang Xiaotong promptly approached with an enthusiastic smile, his voice crisp and loud.
"How many people in your party, sir?"
