As soon as I stepped into the door, Zhiruo sensitively showed the different atmosphere in the lobby today.

There were a dozen men in black dressed in guards standing there in the restaurant, half of whom were women, but all the women were wearing black veils.

Between these guards sat a woman, with a white high-collared gauze skirt, a white veil, and an ice-blue hooded cloak, which was a bit like a fairy-like jade bone, but I don’t know what she looked like.

On the account desk, the shopkeeper nodded and bowed to a man in black: "It's really not the size of a sky-style room. You can free up one room, and you can only get four ordinary rooms at most, which is not enough for you to live in." Their inn business has always been very good, and the vacancy rate is very low. So many people came here and did not make reservations in advance. Where did he find so many rooms for them? But these people were not easy to mess with at first glance.

However, if there is no room, there is no room, and he can't drive away the guests. As for the number of rooms he just mentioned, he has to discuss with the guests and let the father and son live in a room. They will leave early tomorrow morning, and it happened that he knew each other and was easy to talk to.

The man in black with a fleshy face frowned and frowned: "The ordinary room can be squeezed, there are only four rooms, but you must make a free house today and clean it up quickly. We saints need to rest all the way."

The shopkeeper cried and said, "Our inn only has two rooms. The guests have to stay for a few days and have paid all the room rates in advance. There is no reason to drive people out. Who dares to come to our Xiyue Inn in the future?"

The man in black grabbed a brush from the account and inserted it into the brick wall next to him. However, what made Zhiruo and the other two funny was that he gasped uncontrollably when he spoke: "Let them find another inn to live in. That's it. We will pay double the silver for this room today."

It is both soft and hard! The shopkeeper smiled bitterly. Whoever lives in the house with a size of a house is either rich or noble? But, looking at the brush stick that is almost completely buried in the wall, can he reason with such a person? But if he really drives away the two houses of guests today, will he still have to do business in the future? The most important thing about the inn is reputation and credibility.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper glanced at Zhiruo and the other two who were about to walk towards the stairs just after entering the door, and his eyes lit up: "Young Master Qi, are you back, how are you shopping? Have you used supper?" He has been in the inn business for 30 years and has seen countless people. At the first glance, he knew that the master and servant were not in the pool and were not easy to mess with.

Zhiruo nodded: "I've used it, is there anything wrong with the shopkeeper?" Most of her face was covered by the mask, and no one could see her expression, but she felt her voice was cold.

Luo Ying walked to the tent, pinched the pen head with her two fingers, pulled it gently, and the whole pen kick was pulled out, and it was effortless to fall into everyone's eyes. Compared to the man in black who was holding his breath and red and stuffed his face, it was not too easy.

Luo Ying put the pen on the tent as if nothing had happened, and then said, "Shopkeeper, are the water we just ordered ready? Let's send it up as soon as possible. Our young master wants to take a bath. Also, why are there so many people in the inn today? Don't disturb our young master to rest. The young master is not good at rest and has a very bad temper."

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "It's ready, the hot water is ready, but this... this old man has to discuss with your son if he has something to do." He knew that he was quite shameless, but there was nothing he could do, right?

Luo Ying curled her lips: "I don't know each other, are you discussing it? It's not someone who wants to chat with us that needs to give face. Well, the shopkeeper, we're back to the room. It's your business to ask the guy to bring the hot soup up as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, come right away," the shopkeeper responded quickly. He just wanted the distinguished guest to express his attitude and borrow his power. At the same time, he also told the man in black that he had tried his best, but he didn't want to really make people angry. By the way, the maid's actions just now hit the man in black. Haha, he was just a little girl in her twenties.

At this moment, the man in black had a face as dark as a moh. Luo Ying's words were extremely disrespectful to him. He would have taught him a lesson if he had changed someone, but the master and servant were obviously not easy to mess with, and the martial arts of a maid were far above him.

Reason makes him retreat, but people who have always pretended to be powerful and are used to domineering can't stand this cowardly. What's more, the saint and so many people in the sect are there, so will he lose all his face when he retreats? Where can he have prestige in front of his sect in the future?

"Stop!" Seeing that the three of them were about to go upstairs, the man in black stretched his neck and shouted, "Our Saint Aunt wants to live in the room. If you give it up, we will double the room fee."

Luoshuang couldn't help laughing, but because of the last time she decided to make things wrong, she almost made a bad thing, she finally didn't speak up to mock people. Anyway, she knew that her master would not let this self-righteous stupid bear live.

Sure enough, Zhiruo stopped, turned around slowly, and quietly watched the man in black for five or six seconds. When the man was about to do something, he sighed, shook his head, and then turned around and continued to go upstairs.

The entire lobby followed Zhiruo for five or six seconds. When Zhiruo turned around and went back, someone finally laughed out loud after stepping down.

After some people took the lead, laughter filled with silences, and some people couldn't help but speak: "Who is short of money for those who can live in the sky? That young man is obviously the one who counts the money and plays with it."

The man in black felt like he was being roasted on the fire. He had never been so contemptuous before and was about to rush up and grab the arrogant boy and beat him up. The maid Ainna of the Saint Aunt hurried over and grabbed him, and said something in Miao language in his ear, which made him take the steps he had only taken.

What no one knows is that he is actually having a conflict in his heart. Not to mention whether he is the boy's opponent, he doesn't even know whether he can get close to him. It's just a matter of face that forced him to take a risk. Fortunately, the saint's stopping gave him a step.

Aina took out a small porcelain bottle from her purse and said to the shopkeeper fluently, "Please trouble the shopkeeper. You just said that the other house is a wife. Can you discuss with her? Our saint suddenly ill and brought so many of us. It is really not convenient to find another inn. If she is willing to change to that place or go out to find another inn, this bottle of three Tianyaomen Preservation Pills is hers. It is great to spare for your own home or give it to others."
Chapter completed!