"Are you sure you're here to learn how to brew wine?" Irina looked back at the courtyard with a dangerous smile.
"Yes." Meg nodded with certainty. What else could she do apart from learning how to brew wine in the middle of the night?
"Very good. I'll watch you learn." Irina nodded, and gestured for Meg to knock on the door.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with this courtyard? " Meg couldn't help but feel suspicious when he saw Irina's behavior. He went up and knocked on the door according to the secret signal given to him by the Gray Temple.
"Haha, you even set a secret signal." Irina laughed coldly.
"Er … It's an occupational disease, an occupational disease … Actually, it's my first time here too." Meg smiled awkwardly. He actually forgot to pay attention to the details.
Meg took two steps back, and waited quietly for the commotion in the courtyard. He just didn't know if Old Sim slept early like other old people, or if he was a drunkard. If that was the case, it would be troublesome.
The system's mission was very important. Secondly, Meg wanted to obtain some useful information from Old Sim. Although he had already obtained a lot of information from the Gray Temple, including a secret letter before he left this morning, it would be a good idea to have a guide.
However, it would be best if there was a guide in the local area. It would save a lot of time to verify the information.
Meg waited for a while, and was about to knock on the door again.
Right at this moment, the courtyard's door suddenly opened inwards, and a figure dashed out of the courtyard with a gust of fragrant wind. Then, she hugged Mag tightly.
Meg felt two soft lumps collide into his chest, and then he was hugged tightly.
"You're finally here! I thought you didn't want me anymore … "A soft and aggrieved voice was heard as if it was an abandoned girl.
"⊙ ⊙ ⊙???"
"What's going on?"
Meg didn't know if it was because the hug was too warm and soft, or because he was shocked by the sudden words, but he was stunned for a full three seconds. When he heard the faint sneer and murderous intent, he suddenly came back to his senses. He hurriedly released the hands that were tightly hugging him and took two steps back.
"Miss, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
Meg glanced at Irina, who looked calm on the surface but whose eyes were filled with killing intent, and hurriedly said.
With the help of the lantern by the door, he could clearly see the appearance of the girl who had rushed out earlier. She was a girl wearing a dark green dress. She was tall and voluptuous, and her brown hair was tied into a ponytail that was casually draped over her left shoulder. She had snow-white skin and an exquisite face. Her purple eyes sparkled as she stared at Meg, as though she was a young wife who had seen her husband for a long time.
Meg was sure that he didn't know this beautiful girl. He couldn't find any information related to her in his memory, so the only possibility was that this girl had mistaken him for someone else.
Meg's face darkened.
What the f * ck is this!?
He really only wanted to learn how to brew wine … Because he was pressed for time, he could only come here at this time.
Now, a girl ran out the moment he knocked on the door, and even threw herself at him like this.
It would be fine if Irina wasn't here. They could just explain things clearly.
But now … wasn't it just a show of an adulterous couple having a secret rendezvous in the middle of the night, and being caught red-handed by the wife?!
He wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Meg felt that the sword was already hanging over his head. If he was the slightest bit careless, he would be screwed.
However …
This was the rendezvous point given to him by the Gray Temple. Perhaps this girl was related to Old Sim?
"Mistaken? How could I be mistaken? Haven't I been waiting here day and night for you to knock on my door again …? "The girl looked at Meg with tears in her eyes. She felt wronged and sad." I've waited for you for so long. How could you be so heartless …? "
"I …"
For a moment, Meg even felt like he was a scumbag who abandoned an innocent girl and left her alone in an empty room.
However, the murderous aura in the air quickly calmed him down.
After he calmed down, he panicked even more.
The more he tried to explain, the worse it got!
How was he going to explain himself now?
If he didn't admit it, he would be a heartless scumbag. If he admitted it, he would be a scumbag who fooled around outside.
On one side was a teary-eyed brown-haired girl who almost threw herself into his arms and cried.
On the other side was Irina, who had already taken out her magic caster's staff and was ready to punish him.
Meg felt very hopeless …
It was so difficult to be a man.
No, I can't just sit here and wait for my death! Meg calmed himself down. He looked at the girl and coughed softly. "Miss, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm here to look for the brewer, Old Sim."
"See, you still remember me. I knew you were here for me." The girl burst into tears and was about to throw herself at Meg again.
"Wait!!!"
Mag took a big step back and stared at the maiden in shock.
“wtf！！！”
"System! Why didn't you f * cking tell me that Old Sim is a woman! And such a young woman at that!!! "
Meg couldn't help but roar in his mind.
"Whether Old Sim is a woman or not is not important information. The ancients say, 'Out of three, one must be my teacher' …"
"Shut up! Go to hell! I'm going to cut off your internet fees! "
"Host, incompetent rage can't solve the problem. We have to look at this dialectically. Old Sim is just a codename. An old man who reeks of alcohol can be called Old Sim, and a beautiful girl who smells good can also be called Old Sim. When you have the chance to have a deep conversation with one of them, which one would you choose? Moreover, you haven't paid your internet fees this month. Hurry up and pay when you get back, "the system said calmly.
"I …"
Mag's brows were tightly knitted together. The Gray Temple's intelligence didn't mention this at all, so he naturally assumed that Old Sim was an old brewer.
Of course, the biggest problem was this girl in front of him.
Even if she was really Old Sim, she shouldn't treat someone who came to meet her like this!
What was this!?
Making friends out of nothing?
Meg glanced at Irina, who had already raised her magic caster's staff and was ready to hammer this adulterous couple to death. He felt that if he didn't come clean now, he would probably be beaten to death for no reason today.
"Comrade Old Sim, I'm the person sent by the organization to meet you. After your previous performance, I've already confirmed your identity." Meg looked at the girl with a serious expression, and then extended his right hand to her. "I'm Meg, and I need your help now."
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