"It's hidden enough," Shi Mei patted the pillar, "the owner of such an old house generally wouldn't be willing to rent it out for living, right?"
"Yeah, but because they needed money, I gave them some and told them I wouldn't come often. Then I essentially took it over," Gao Lian tapped off some ash, "Have a seat, there's water and coffee, you can drink something."
Then Gao Lian sat down and looked at Shi Mei, "What's with this look?"
Shi Mei then remembered that she hadn't taken off her mask.
Gao Lian asked again, "Wasn't there a bar singer recently, called Senior Sister, was that you?"
"It was me," Shi Mei took off her mask, her expression calm, "What did you call us here for?"
