No matter what other people thought, Qin Haodong leisurely listened to Jia Shihan playing diligently. From time to time, his fingers would tap to the beat on the table.

As soon as the song ended, there was a shrill sound of brakes outside the door. Then, more than a dozen people rushed into the teahouse.

Out of the three people walking at the very front, one was short and thin, with a neatly bald head. He had a red nose, and a face where the chin and corners of the ...