C131 accident

Drunken Immortal Tavern.

Fang Miaomiao was eating breakfast right now. It was a simple, tiled pot of congee that had been stewed until it was thick and simple, along with a plate of snow-white sugar cake.

"Miss, a guest is coming."

The servant walked into the house quietly and said to Fang Miaomiao.

Guest?

Now that the Drunken Immortal Tavern was closed off