'Sir, it's so late, do you want to stay in a hotel or have a meal?'

The girl dragged the two unconscious teenagers into the inn. When she first knocked on the door of the inn, a little maid picked up a lantern and came to greet her. She shared the weight of the boy and helped the girl relieve her pain.

He hung it on Bund's sore shoulder and asked as he walked.

'Stay in a hotel with two guest rooms. We need a place with a heater. The two young gentlemen are cold and cannot bear the air-conditioning. Furthermore, we need to find two sets of clean clothes. The money is for the subscription.'

After throwing ten taels of silver to the shopkeeper who was sitting in front of the counter downstairs and nodding his head, the girl knocked on the table of the counter to wake up the drowsy shopkeeper.

‘Huh? It’s already so late, and there are guests staying at the hotel! Welcome, welcome, I’m so indifferent. Wen’er, why don’t you take the guests to the private room upstairs and wait on them?’ [

The sound of silver being thrown on the table made a muffled thud, which brought the shopkeeper back to the spirit of chatting with Duke Zhou.

The shopkeeper stretched out his arms sleepily and yawned heavily. He bit the money and confirmed it. He took out the room number plate and handed it to the maid who came to greet the girl. Then he looked at the noble and gorgeous clothes on the girl's body, which were of high quality and exquisite workmanship.

, the carefully embroidered clothes, shook his head without much affection.

These days, there are more and more human traffickers who abduct men. Do they dare to openly check into an inn in the middle of the night?

The folk customs are declining, and the national customs are declining.

But it just so happens that such masters are all powerful masters. They are high-ranking masters and cannot be offended by people like them who open a small inn.

If you really go to report to the police and arrest someone, you must enter through the front door and come out through the back door. Maybe some powerful masters don't even need to come out through the back door and leave directly at the side entrance of the courtyard. There are also some who go home halfway.

In short, in one sentence, when encountering such a thing, there is only one way they can choose, that is, 'it has nothing to do with them, just hang up'. Don't use extra fearless courage to bet your entire life.

, a waste of financial resources and manpower for some random people who I don’t know where I will meet again.

It's better to take it easy and turn a blind eye.

'Yes, shopkeeper.'

The corridors of the small building of the inn were lit with candles for illumination.

As soon as the maid entered the inn, she blew out the candle, took the lantern and put it in the side seat of the counter. In case another guest knocks on the door, she can pick it up and pick it up in time without delaying the time to greet the guest.

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'Girl, please come this way.'

The little maid held the room number in her hand, supported the boy who had taken it from the girl before, and led the girl up to the free room on the second floor.

'Um.'

The girl followed the little maid, holding the little man whose blood had solidified on his forehead into a scab in her arms. She stepped on the stairs and walked upstairs, entering a room where the little maid opened the door first.

After placing the little man on the cave, he walked out again, took the young man supported by the maid, and sent him to another room.

'Send two buckets of hot water to the next room. Send less here, just enough for washing. Prepare more charcoal in the two rooms at night. This room is not warm enough.'

Helping the fainted boy to lie down on the collapse, the girl unbuttoned the boy's clothes and checked the boy's body. No traces of injuries from foreign objects were found. The girl guessed that he suddenly met someone bad and was beaten.
Chapter completed!