Carefree Meng Lan smiled slightly, glanced at Luo Chen, and said in a light tone, "At the Golden Soul Coin Shili Inn, they were queuing with me to register at that time."
Upon hearing this, Su Lan Aiyu nodded, thoughtfully studying Thunderstorm and Luo Chen. After a moment, he turned to Loulan and Ergun and said, "Ergun, let's head to Fang Pavilion to chat. There are too many people here, and it's inconvenient to talk."
Loulan and Ergun agreed with a smile, "Good idea. Tang Ming, nephew, will you come up too?" He asked the middle-aged man in the black suit.
The middle-aged man, Tang Ming, nodded, "Alright, Second Uncle."
"Dad, I want to play down here for a while," said a handsome young boy beside him, a hint of childlike mischief in his eyes.
Tang Ming looked at his son warmly, "Okay, but don't run around. I'll take you home later." With that, he followed Loulan Ergun and Su Lan Aiyu, easily leaping up to the tall platform.
