It was already five-thirty in the evening when they drove out. Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian, who didn't change into casual clothes, stepped out together with the commander in chief. Their laughter was light, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
The place where they were eating was not a bustling area. Instead, it was located in the depths of an alley near Huangchengen. They drove all the way to a courtyard house.
This used to be the residence of a high-ranking official and nobleman. Now, it had become a private restaurant that ordinary people could not book even if they wanted to.
There were already customers coming and going at the entrance. It could be seen under the twilight sky that they were all wealthy and noble customers.
The place had an antique feel to it with typical decorations that reflected the style from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Even the large chairs were made out of quality yellow pearwood.
