Chapter 13 The Cool Man

As soon as I entered the teahouse, the shop waiter greeted me warmly.

"Guest officer, please, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

Akita Tian didn't change his expression, and said solemnly: "I'm here to wait for a friend, and I'll serve tea later."

It is impossible to drink tea. She came up to get some news and left.

"Okay."

The waiter took a look at Akita's new clothes and invited her upstairs.

The upstairs is very lively, there are people sitting at every table, it can be seen that some guests are sharing tables.

To Akita's surprise, there were quite a few female guests in the teahouse. They gathered together, having refreshments and chatting happily.

Akita Tian couldn't help but looked down at the men's clothes on his body again.

Fortunately, she thought that this world was similar to the ancient times of the earth, and women could not show their faces in public casually, so she wore this men's clothing.

It turns out that the world is not as harsh on women as she imagined.

It was only because the original owner's memory about things like shopping and gatherings was blank, so she had such an illusion.

Akita couldn't help but feel more sorry for the original owner.

Are those memory fragments lost, or did the original owner never come to the teahouse with his friends?
Akita is leaning towards the latter.

With Qiu Gaoyuan and his wife's bad attitude towards the original owner, they wished she could work 24 hours a day, how could it be possible to let her come out to play?

Do less work, and you have to spend money, a huge loss.

However, it would be better to put on men's clothes, at least no one would recognize her.

The original owner is a well-known beauty in this city, it is not surprising that some people know her.

Akita Tian sighed and found a table by the window.

This table is by the window with a nice view.There was only one man sitting at the table, and the other three seats were all empty.

Akita is a bit strange, why is there no one sitting in such a good seat?
The tall man at the table was wearing a black cloak and his hat was pulled down very low. He looked a bit like the knight-errants he saw on TV.

Akita guessed that there are many practitioners in this world, maybe he is a practitioner.

The man's head was slightly lowered, and he was looking out of the window, unable to see his face clearly.

He just sat there casually, but he looked like a dragon and a tiger, which made people feel awe.

Perhaps, this is the reason why no one sits at the same table as him, I'm afraid.

Akita doesn't care, it's just drinking tea at the same table, what's the matter?
She chose to sit in this seat because she had another consideration: others were afraid of this man, so that was good, at least the waiter wouldn't come to chase him away soon.

Pull the tiger's skin and pull the banner.

Akita Tian cupped his hands to the person at the table, and asked, "Brother, excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?"

The man did not move, but turned his head to look at Akita, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Akita couldn't help but cheered when he saw his appearance.

What a heroic man.

The man was about 27 or [-] years old, with a straight nose and a square mouth, a face as sharp as a knife, sharp eyes, and a faint murderous air.

"No." The man replied.

His voice was slightly deep and peaceful, but it gave off a faint sense of oppression.

Akita smiled and said, "Can I sit here? It's good to enjoy the scenery here."

"can."

The man lightly dropped two words, didn't turn his head, and continued to look out the window, not intending to strike up a conversation with Akita.

so cool.

Akita Tian couldn't help sighing again in his heart.

She unceremoniously sat down on the seat opposite the man, but found that something seemed wrong in the atmosphere in the teahouse.

(End of this chapter)

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