"Hey, wait! Let's go to another one." Zhang Xu sensed something was wrong when she saw the gaudy sign. She was about to say something to stop her, but it was too late. Yan Chenghuan was too fast.

"What..." Before Yan Chenghuan could finish his question, a slender woman surrounded him: "Oh, young master, you seem to be a rare guest! How old are you? Why are you accompanied by women? This is not a place for girls!" The woman said, while also giving Zhang Xu a flirtatious look.

"This place is a brothel? Why didn't you say so earlier!" Yan Chenghuan rarely showed such embarrassment, scolding her in a low voice, his face flushed red, and the tips of his ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Zhang Xu lowered her head helplessly: "You run too fast, I can't stop you."

"Oh! This little girl looks quite nice. Little brother, you like this kind of thing! Chunhua, we have a guest." The woman swayed her slender waist and circled around the two of them, the sweet and cloying fragrance blatantly filling their nostrils. Zhang Xu barely managed to hold back from vomiting, and upon closer inspection, Yan Chenghuan's expression was similar; he also seemed to be struggling to hold it in.

Just as the woman, with her delicate fingers curled, was about to hang a handkerchief on Yan Chenghuan, Zhang Xu quickly stepped in front of him: "Excuse me, beautiful lady! My brother and I are new here and didn't recognize this place. We thought it was an inn. Since it isn't, let's go out and not disturb you any longer!"

"Hehe," the woman chuckled, covering her mouth. Her voice was clear and melodious, and the fragrance seemed even sweeter. "This place is an inn! Little sister, what are you thinking about!"

With a wave of her hand, the curtain behind her was drawn up, revealing a spacious hall bustling with people. Fine wines and delicacies were laid out on the tables, and people were eating, playing drinking games, and having a lively time. Apart from the somewhat gaudy decorations, each table had a beautiful woman waiting for them.

As soon as the curtain opened, everyone's eyes turned to look, only to find that all the people eating and drinking were men.

A woman named Chunhua, carrying a wine pot, swayed her hips and walked gracefully towards them: "Sister Feng, I'm here."

Sister Feng leaned against the doorframe, raised her hand and smiled, "You two young guests want to stay at the inn. Where would you like to arrange for them to stay?"

Chunhua bowed and said, "This young master can stay in the top-class room, but our inn does not usually accommodate female guests, so I don't know how to arrange for this young lady."

Feng Jie's hands were not behaving properly, and she kept trying to touch Yan Chenghuan. Even though she looked young and every move she made was charming, Yan Chenghuan still tried to avoid her contact. Just as she was about to come closer, Yan Chenghuan pulled Zhang Xu in front of him without hesitation, and Feng Jie and Zhang Xu bumped into each other instantly.

"Since female guests are not staying here, my brother and I will find another place. We apologize for the inconvenience."

The moment Sister Feng leaned closer, the overwhelming fragrance filled Zhang Xu's senses, and she couldn't help but vomit.

Seeing this, both Fengjie and Chunhua's expressions turned cold.

"You've already come all this way, how can you just say you're not staying?"

With a gust of wind, the inn's door slammed shut. The people in the hall were not surprised by the sound and continued eating and drinking as if nothing had happened.

"There's something wrong here!" Zhang Xu whispered to Yan Chenghuan.

Seeing Yan Chenghuan nod, Zhang Xu could only raise her head and give the two women in front of her an awkward smile: "Sister, don't be angry, we'll stay, we'll stay, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Feng's face immediately lit up with a smile: "Hehe, that's right. Since you're already here, look how dark it is. Where are you going if you don't stay?"

"Chunhua, please take these two guests to the top-tier room!"

The room was decorated normally, looking like a typical inn. However, the big red flowers downstairs were too cliché. Once inside, Zhang Xu felt that the room had a unique and elegant charm.

They had been traveling for months, sleeping in the wilderness or staying in villagers' homes. After finally arriving in a city, they thought they could finally get some rest, but they encountered these things as soon as they arrived. Is this the typical plot of cultivation novels, where nothing is normal wherever you go?