Wrapping the pastries and snacks with cloth, Shen Han took them out of the central area.
"Uncle, Cailing, have a taste too."
Used to living a poor life, Shen Han didn't feel embarrassed at all about packing things up.
He didn't care about the looks from the people around him.
Seeing the snacks handed over by their young master, Cailing quickly accepted them, smiling while taking a bite.
"These are tastier than the pastries at Heyang Tavern~"
"Good to hear, don't waste them, finish them all."
As he spoke, Shen Han felt someone gently poking his back.
Turning around, he saw a stranger, a woman dressed in plain clothes, yet it was clear her attire was valuable.
"My lady wishes to speak with you."
Her tone was somewhat cold, with a hint of disdain.
"Who is your lady?"
"You'll know when you go, no need to ask too much."
The tone and attitude.
"With that kind of attitude, it doesn't feel like an invitation. Sorry, I'm not interested."
