While they were speaking, the doorbell at the entrance of Wushanju rang, and an old man leaning on a cane and wearing a wide-brimmed hat limped inside.
Black Glasses rose casually to the table, picked up the empty teapot, and pretended to pour while loudly cursing Wang Meng for lacking common sense, not even knowing to refill the pot when it was empty.
Taking advantage of Black Glasses' cover, Xie Yuchen unhurriedly packed several items from the table into his backpack.
Chapter 161