C91 Tracking

It's noon. It's time for people to eat. The inn was unusually lively at this moment. The hall on the first floor was already packed with people. The people who came and went were looking for seats. Yun Ze was alone. Taking up a table, the waiter ran over with a smile on his face. "Objective. I don't know if I can let these guests sit here. We don't have enough tables and chairs at this time