Though the restaurant is located in a concrete building, it is fully decorated with an ancient ambiance.
A small bamboo grove stands at the entrance, and the bamboo walls inside are hung with swords and weapons, exuding a martial world atmosphere.
Even the waitstaff and receptionists are dressed as ancient shop assistants.
Upon seeing them enter, they made a fist-palm greeting gesture reminiscent of martial arts films.
An Ziqi curiously followed them in, and the private rooms inside were even more amusing, named Mount Hua, Qing City, Wudang.
"Which sect would the lady warrior like to visit?" Lin Xilu pursed his lips and smiled at her.
An Ziqi scoffed a bit. Compared to before, Lin Xilu has grown more humorous and down-to-earth.
She raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed pretending seriousness, then replied, "There is a saying that all martial arts originate from Shaolin. Let's go with Shaolin then."
