243. The Richest in the World
"Excuse me, would you mind if I shared your table?" At the entrance, a scholar clad in a blue silk robe stepped inside. He glanced briefly around the bustling tavern, which had quickly filled up, before making his way directly to where Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li were seated. Ye Li took a quick look around; the inn's lobby, not very large to begin with, had only seven or eight tables, all of which were now occupied. While there were still empty seats at other tables, it would indeed be awkward for a scholarly-looking man like him to squeeze in with those boisterous and imposing figures of the worldly society. It wasn't a major issue. After glancing at Mo Xiuyao, Ye Li said lightly, "Please, go ahead."
