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It's not yet meal time, but there are quite a few people in Qi Yun Tower.
The first floor is the most lively.
Many people who have nothing to do after a meal stay, order a pot of tea, two or three servings of fruit, and four or five servings of snacks, drinking tea, eating snacks, and engaging in conversation.
They chat for half a day, only leaving after finishing the next meal to return home.
Such is the boring life of these wealthy idlers.
Chu Zhiyuan and his party went directly to the second floor, and someone noticed the crane-shaped waist token at Chu Zhiyuan's waist, and their complexion changed slightly.
Among those idly drinking tea and chatting in Qi Yun Tower, there were also some retired officials who immediately recognized the token at his waist.
They knew it was the Prince Heir.
Even if they didn't recognize Chu Zhiyuan, the Princely Heir of King Qing, they knew not to provoke him.
Chu Zhiyuan came to a square table by the window.
