Chu Qinghuang walked up to the second-floor room holding her number tag. Inside sat only a young man of handsome appearance, dressed in fine silks and satins, who hardly looked like a servant of Qingfeng Pavilion.
"Excuse me, where are the people from this room?" Chu Qinghuang asked, knocking on the door. The young man inside raised his head nonchalantly and glanced at her. "Am I not a person?"
"........" Chu Qinghuang glared at the man, walked right in, and slapped her number tag down in front of him. "I'm here to buy herbs."
Chapter 18