Shadow was immediately startled and rushed forward to support him, sweating profusely, "Master Qi, are you okay?"
"Doctor!" Shadow shouted over his shoulder.
"I'm fine." Nie Qixing grabbed his arm and held it tightly.
Shadow saw that his eyes, which had been empty for a long time, finally had some light in them, and he gritted his teeth and said, "She knew who I was, and yet she still did those things. This is even more unforgivable!"
Shadow originally wanted to tell him about the grudges of the previous generation, but when he saw that Nie Qixing was filled with hatred and had a burning desire to survive, he held all that back in his stomach.
Nie Qixing wiped the remaining blood from his mouth. His heart had long been eroded by hatred. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Weapons exhibition?"
“…” Shadow’s eyebrows twitched violently. He helped him sit down again, observed his expression, but said nothing in the end.
…
On the other side, the hotel receptionist hung up the phone and immediately smiled and said to Master Cheng and the others, "I'm sorry, I've asked the manager. I can check you in. You don't need to wait for the staff to come over. Would you like me to check you in?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, placed her fair white hands on the front desk, bent her fingers and tapped.
The front desk clerk's heart was beating so fast that she quickly asked Master Cheng, "Do you need me to check you in now?"
Master Cheng did not answer her immediately, but looked in the direction of Qiao Nian, as if to ask for her opinion.
Qiao Nian looked straight at the front desk and asked casually, "Are there only 9 rooms?"
The receptionist had a natural fear of her and hesitated for a long time: "Well... according to past performance and regulations..."
Qiao Nian was not used to her: "Then you should call your 'manager' and ask clearly whether there are only 9 rooms. If so, we will move to another place immediately."
The receptionist didn't expect her to be so tough. She gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to remind her: "Madam, all the delegations are staying in hotels here. If you insist on changing hotels, you may not be able to attend the weapons exhibition..."
“Tsk.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the girl's frivolous sneer.
Then she looked up into the girl's dark eyes, which were so deep that they seemed to suck her in: "Who told you that we begged to participate in the weapons exhibition?"
The hotel receptionist was stunned: “…” Didn’t they beg to participate
This is the highest exhibition for displaying scientific research weapons in various regions. It is an honor to participate.
Qiao Nian said, "Go back and ask the person behind you. There is a limit to how much you can do. I'm not so good-tempered that I will always spoil her."
“…” The receptionist was speechless by her words.
Qiao Nian raised her head slightly, revealing her delicate and overly-delicate face, without any emotion: "I'll give her three minutes to think about it. If she tries these little tricks again, I'll take people back immediately. I won't stay for even a second longer!"
"Okay, call her. It's better to ask her clearly this time."
"… "
Although the hotel receptionist felt aggrieved, under the girl's strong aura, he instinctively picked up the intercom and dialed the number again.
She tactfully told the manager what Qiao Nian had said.
I don’t know what the person on the other end responded, but after the receptionist hung up the phone, he became much more restrained and his attitude became very respectful.
He looked up and said to Master Cheng and the others, "Sorry, the hotel has no rooms left. We will still arrange for you to check in according to the room written on the previous flow chart."
(End of this chapter)