"So this means..." Yang Qing murmured under his breath, eyes narrowing as he scanned his surroundings. The person worked here up until Bai Chen arrived and then left... or the staff members helped him, he thought. Of course, there's also the chance they were just a customer who frequented the teahouse day and night, waiting for Bai Chen's arrival. Maybe asking him to hand over the orchid was just a random detail added to deepen the subterfuge, he added, his gaze turning more contemplative.
If he was being honest, a part of him couldn't shake the feeling that the Velvet Orchid was involved in some way—whether directly or indirectly—given how safe the kidnapper felt conducting their business here.
