The young man brought Xiao Yi into the Thousand Wind Trading House.
Soon, several maids from the trading house came and arranged for the two of them in the VIP room.
At the same time, exquisite snacks and fine wines and dishes were served one after another.
Beside them, two maids stood by at all times ready to heed any commands.
Such treatment made Xiao Yi quite taken aback.
"I haven't asked for your esteemed name yet," the young man said to Xiao Yi, bowing slightly.
"Oh, right, my name is Ye Liu—the Ye from leaf, the Liu from flowing stream."
"Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi responded indifferently.
"So you are Brother Xiao Yi," Ye Liu, the young man, said with a smile.
"Brother Xiao Yi is so aloof, do you usually dislike speaking, or is it just that you don't wish to become acquainted with me?"
Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "I just feel that our meeting is merely a passing encounter, and Brother Ye is being overly enthusiastic."
