Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, and before she could speak, Feng Qishi said first, "I'm ugly, my face is full of scars, I'm afraid I'll scare your guests." After speaking, he glanced at Mu Anxiao.
Hearing Feng Qishi's rather reasonable explanation, Mu Anxiao agreed, "Yes, it's precisely because he's too ugly that he has to wear this." She pointed at the black cloth on Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi also echoed "That's right, that's right."
Immediately, the waiter looked at the reactions of Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi and couldn't help but smile, "You didn't bring anyone last time you came, but this time you brought someone, is it..."
"Our General doesn't trust me, saying he's afraid I'll spend money carelessly. So," Mu Anxiao smiled faintly, "he found someone to supervise me. Honestly, I'm his capable subordinate, yet he sent someone to accompany me, it makes me feel, not trusted."
"Aren't you acquainted with our boss?" the waiter recalled Mu Anxiao delivering meals.
Had the waiter not mentioned it, Mu Anxiao would have forgotten about it. Hearing this, her mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "Oh, yes, we are acquainted, but he doesn't seem to be here." Saying so, she looked around.
The waiter smiled, "To be honest, our boss rarely comes."
"I know that. Speaking of which, you seem to be in a good mood."
"I just like liveliness," the waiter said with a grin.
Mu Anxiao followed the waiter's cheerful mood, nodding and smiling, "Where is A'chu? I'd like to find her."
"Looking for A'chu? This..." the waiter said, hesitating for a few seconds as if encountering something, and continued, "To be honest, she's currently dealing with someone."
"Dealing with?"
"Yes, a man came here insisting on redeeming A'chu, and he called her a fairy. A'chu was worried about disturbing others, so she took that person to a room. She specifically instructed," the waiter said seriously, "not to let anyone disturb them, not even acquaintances."
"Doesn't she like that young master surnamed Song?" Mu Anxiao asked, confused.
Feng Qishi didn't understand and lowered his head to stare at Mu Anxiao's profile.
The waiter sighed, "Who knows? She had been rejecting various people before, of course, except for you and Young Master Song." He mused, "In short, I don't know what her intentions are. That guy looks a bit crazy, but A'chu won't let anyone in, so I wouldn't dare."
Crazy, a fairy?
The waiter's words couldn't help but remind Mu Anxiao of the dirty-faced thief she had enchanted. After thinking for a few seconds, she said, "Let me ask you a question."
"Go ahead," the waiter nodded.
Mu Anxiao: "Was that person's face particularly dirty?"
"Dirty," the waiter stated definitively.
Hearing the waiter's firm reply, Mu Anxiao instantly confirmed the person's identity. With a light sigh, she asked again, "Has that person been here before?"
"Yes."
"And then? Did he go in as well?" Mu Anxiao asked in detail.
The waiter, prompted by Mu Anxiao's question, thought back carefully about the dirty-faced thief and said, "No, he was driven away by the lady once before and didn't come in again. He just waited outside. Who knew," he frowned, "where he got the courage today."
Where did he get the courage?
The waiter's question was clearly directed at Mu Anxiao. At this moment, Mu Anxiao knew better than anyone that the reason the dirty-faced man had such courage was definitely related to her magic. Thinking of this, she began to worry about A'chu's safety.
"Is he causing a lot of trouble?" she wanted to find out the situation first.
The waiter shook his head, "Not too much trouble. He's just been thanking A'chu, saying that A'chu saved him and calling her a fairy. At first, A'chu didn't want to deal with him, but who knew," he shrugged, "he actually took out silver. As you know, people here only care about money, so A'chu let him in."
"A'chu is greedy for money?" Mu Anxiao blurted out.
The waiter quickly said, "A'chu is not a greedy girl. As far as I know, she has always longed for a sincere relationship, and Young Master Song is the perfect choice for her to entrust her life to. However, Young Master Song seems to dislike her status and doesn't like her anymore. I think," his gossip spirit was piqued by Mu Anxiao, "perhaps it's because of this, she has fallen into depravity."
"So, your meaning is that I shouldn't expect to enter her room?" Mu Anxiao suddenly felt anxious.
"Everything is about first come, first served. Perhaps I can find you another girl, maybe..."
"Sir, why are you wearing a black cloth?" a woman suddenly came to Feng Qishi's side and said.
Hearing this, the waiter frowned and immediately looked at the woman who had grabbed Feng Qishi's arm, saying, "Do you have any sense?" In his eyes, Mu Anxiao was a distinguished guest who could not be offended, not for any other reason, but because she had money, and also... she was from the General's Mansion.
And Feng Qishi was Mu Anxiao's servant, so naturally, he thought of stepping forward for Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the waiter who was helping her, said, "Leave it to me," then turned to the woman who was still pestering Feng Qishi, and said, "Let go."
Upon hearing this, the woman finally noticed Mu Anxiao's presence, "So short, yet you come here. It's embarrassing."
Short?
Yes, Mu Anxiao admitted that since the first day she disguised herself as a man, her height had become a stumbling block for her as a man. Anyone who met her would use her height to mock her.
Therefore, she had long been accustomed to others denying her height.
Looking at the woman in front of her, she showed disdain, "I'm embarrassing myself, not you. I'll count to three," she pointed at the woman's hand, "take your hand off his arm, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." She was jealous.
Feng Qishi, holding the attitude that a good man doesn't fight with women, remained motionless.
Mu Anxiao's eyes widened.
The woman shamelessly sneered, "I hate people like you the most."
"I hate you too," Mu Anxiao retorted, then looked at Feng Qishi, who was still not moving, and got angry, "Do you like being pulled by her like this so much?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, Feng Qishi put aside his previous thoughts and was about to push the woman away when the woman said, "He's the man I've set my sights on, you..."
"His face is full of scars, and most importantly, he has no money. Think carefully," Mu Anxiao interrupted the maid.
The woman heard these essential points, then glanced at Feng Qishi, and wavered, "Are you telling the truth?"
Mu Anxiao nodded, "It's true. I have no reason to deceive you with such a thing, nor is it interesting for me." Saying so, she waited for the woman to automatically let go of her hand.
As expected, the moment Mu Anxiao said this, the woman let go of her hand, "..." a look of disgust appeared on her face.