The torrential rain had already stopped, but the chill that followed had not dissipated.
The old man stood in front of the counter, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window with a serious expression.
"Really now, where on earth could Dong Xiang and Chushi have gone? And that kid Jin Mu too..."
A guy in a waiter's outfit, sporting an outdated flattop haircut, grumbled in a low voice, while the long-haired woman beside him silently cleaned the utensils in her hands.
"They probably went out to play somewhere, after all, they are just kids."
Another man with blonde hair and glasses, sitting at the bar, snorted lightly and then stood up.
"I'm heading home. I have no interest in wasting time here waiting for those brats to come back."
As he spoke, the blonde guy with glasses waved his hand at everyone and walked towards the door.
