Hearing this, several people had different expressions, and the head shopkeeper's face was not very good either. What exactly does this mean? If the young man in red in front of him is Feng Jiu, then the one upstairs must be an imposter who took advantage of her.
But now that person is not coming down. If this person named Fengjiu leaves and the person upstairs stays, if the person who booked the room knows about this, then the responsibility will definitely be on them who are in charge of this place.
For a moment, he was in a dilemma. When he was about to go upstairs himself, he heard the voice of the young man in red beside him.
"The chief manager, right?" Fengjiu looked at the middle-aged man and smiled.
"Yes, sir, you see... I'm really sorry, I'll go upstairs and take a look." He said apologetically and bowed to him.
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I didn't book this room anyway, and I don't know who booked it. That person didn't leave his name or anything, and I don't want to owe him a favor. Since someone has already stayed here, let it go! We can find another inn to stay in."
“But, if the person who booked the room can’t find you…” The head shopkeeper hesitated. Although he knew that his concession was a good thing for them, he was afraid that the person who booked the room would be angry if he knew about it.
"It's okay, let's leave it at that!" She waved her hand, turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, something from the second floor attacked Leng Hua.
"Um."
The force of hidden energy came at Leng Hua, and at the same time as he caught the object, he was hit by the hidden energy contained in the heavy object. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and groaned, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Leng Shuang quickly stepped forward and supported him, shooting cold eyes towards the second floor.
Fengjiu had already turned around and taken a step forward, but she stopped and turned back when she heard the movement behind her. When she saw Leng Hua holding a small bag in his arms and a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, she frowned, a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes, and raised her eyes to look towards the second floor.
"My master said he won't take advantage of you. Here are five hundred gold coins. Use them to find a place to live somewhere else." On the second floor, a woman in black raised her chin slightly and looked at Feng Jiu and the other two below with contempt.
Seeing this scene, the two shopkeepers on the side frowned. They were also cultivators, so they could naturally see that the red-clothed young man named Feng Jiu downstairs had little cultivation. The cultivation of the man and woman beside him was even lower, one was only a great martial artist, and the other was just a spiritual practitioner at the beginning of cultivation.
But the woman in black standing on the second floor may sound like a follower, but her strength is already at the level of a great spiritual master. I'm afraid that even if the three people downstairs were added together, they might not be her match.
Knowing that they were no match for the woman upstairs, the head shopkeeper was thinking about how to resolve the situation when he saw the young man in red slowly walking forward.
Fengjiu came to Leng Hua, took the bag from him and weighed it slightly in her hand, then looked at the woman in black on the second floor, curled her lips and smiled.
"Five hundred gold coins? Isn't that a little too little?"
Hearing this, the two shopkeepers were stunned, and the woman in black upstairs was even more contemptuous.
And this scene had already attracted the attention of many guests in the inn. They were all watching that scene. When they saw the young man in red weighing the bag of gold coins in his hand and looking at the woman in black on the second floor with a tone of dissatisfaction, everyone couldn't help but have different expressions.