The young man in blue froze for a moment, but soon his face was full of smiles. He swung his long legs over his own stool, shifted his butt, and sat down at Qin Yi's table.
"Little brother Jing Wuyan, at your service!"
The youth in blue looked Qin Yi up and down. In those seemingly clear eyes there was an undisguisable slyness as he said, "I just heard Brother Qin's name. I've roamed all over the world in the Southern Middle State, seen some things, met countless people, and always thought my looks weren't bad. Only after seeing Brother Qin today did I realize how ignorant I really was."
Yun Mengyao had been somewhat displeased with Qin Yi inviting this blue‑clad youth to sit at their table. But when she heard his words, she couldn't help laughing. "You little pretty boy, you sure know how to talk. Then knock on some wood and tell me, how do I look?"
