Qiao Anran touched the temperature on the teacup and it was still hot. It seemed that the person drinking tea was nearby, but who was it? Qiao Anran was still curious.
After all, this was the base of the Mu Family. Who could openly drink tea in the back mountain of Mu Family in broad daylight?
Could it be Rufeng? Or Mu Zhiyan?
At the thought of this, Qiao Anran sat down on a marble stool with interest. He held his head as if he was waiting for this person to drink tea.
However, this wait lasted more than an hour.
Perhaps it was because the sun was getting darker and darker, Qiao Anran the more he sat, the more panicked he became. He patted his clothes and headed back to the original direction.
When they returned to the hall, Mu Zhiyan and Rufeng stood where they were.
Before Qiao An
