Time turned back to two hours earlier.
Early in the morning, Yang Qingyuan arrived promptly at the entrance of the Cloud Brewery.
At this moment, Yun Xian, the proprietress of the Cloud Brewery, was leaning against the vermilion-painted door frame. Her crimson skirt rippled in the wind like flowing evening clouds, and the gold-threaded entwining lotus patterns on her waistband gleamed with an enchanting luster in the twilight.
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