At this point, the old butler took off his glasses and carefully wiped them with his sleeve before putting them back on, and continued, "Please wait here for a moment, I'll go inside to ask for Master Du's instruction."
Zhao Yu expressed his discontent, "It's just a meeting, and yet it needs so much complication to ask for permission! It's not like he's made of gold, losing an ounce with each sighting."
Ni Yang said with a smile, "Alright, just wait a bit longer. This place is neither Beijing nor Deming Pavilion, where you can come and go as you please."
The two probably waited for about ten minutes or so, and the old butler came running, gasping for breath.
"Please, please come in, esteemed guests! Come in!"
As soon as their feet crossed the threshold, Du Jiaojiao ran over from the other side, "Ah! Yangyang, Duoduo, you're here!"
She excitedly hugged Ni Yang and Zhao Yu, "When did you guys get here? Why didn't you tell me in advance? Don't you consider me a friend anymore?"
