The restaurant faced east, its entrance adorned with a plaque bearing four prominent golden characters: Chaoyang Restaurant. The bold strokes of the four characters were clearly the work of a master calligrapher.
Luo Feng and Qing Ling entered the restaurant. It was bustling with people, and all the seats in the first-floor hall were occupied.
"With so many people, the food here must be good," Luo Feng said with a smile, noticing Qing Ling's nervousness.
Just then, a waiter hurried over, saying enthusiastically, "Dear guests, the first floor is full, but we still have seats available on the second and third floors. Would you like a private room?"
Luo Feng shook his head. "No, thank you."
There were many rtiad people here, and Luo Feng wanted to listen in on the latest happenings in the Imperial City. This would also help him prepare for the upcoming duel with Yi Tian.
