Song Zhixia's eyes immediately sparkled as she leaped to her feet, opened the window, and looked out.
Fulai Restaurant is a circular structure, with a central courtyard and a circular stage in the middle.
By opening the window, the entire stage could be seen, as well as parts of the first and second floors.
She saw the patrons on the first and second floors rise one after the other, either finishing their drinks in one gulp or calling to friends, and heading outside.
Clearly, they were going to fight over Canghai's Handwriting.
She turned her head to look at Leng Tieya and Song Lianshuang, sitting calmly as if they were uninvolved.
She chided, "Sister, don't just sit there, aren't we going to join in the scramble?"
Song Lianshuang spoke softly, "Little sister, didn't Brother Leng say that it's not something good."
"But..." Song Zhixia thought that even if there was a risk, it was worth a try.
