Historical dramas are truly amazing.

"Check in." Liu Zheng understood the meaning in Wen Yuzhao's eyes. "Two guest rooms."

"No problem, come with me."

As the purple-clad proprietress swayed away with captivating charm, she turned back and pinched Gingerbread's cheek, exclaiming, "Such a fair and tender little sparrow fairy, so adorable!"

Gingerbread: ......

"Oh, by the way, you can just call me Aunt Purple Fox." The proprietress gracefully lifted her skirt and walked up the stairs, exchanging a few pleasantries with the new customers every now and then.

"Our Nine Demon Tower only provides food and lodging. Remember, do not go out at night. We are not responsible for your lives if you lose them!"

"Oh my god, what is this?"

Gingerbread was so startled that his heart skipped a beat.

There was a dark, cold-looking, unidentified object, as thick as a thigh, blocking the way at the top of the stairs.

Aunt Purple Fox kicked him and laughed, "You stinky snake demon, move your tail! Don't scare my little guest!"

“Sasha——”

The snake's tail was retracted, gliding across the ground with a rustling sound.

Such a thick snake tail?

Gingerbread scrunched up its little face and hid behind Liu Zheng.

She fears nothing and no one, except snakes!

"Okay, it's alright, it's alright, let's go!"

Aunt Purple Fox led the way, went up to the third floor, turned right, and walked to the end of the corridor.

He handed two keys to Liu Zheng.

"Here's the key. Whatever you want to eat or drink, just ring the brass bell by the door and someone will come and serve you." The proprietress gathered her loose long hair.

"I'm going to get busy first."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Purple Fox."

Liu Zheng gave Wen Yuzhao a key.

The proprietress, who had walked a few steps, turned back.

She slowly leaned closer, her eyes slanted upwards, her bright red lips parting as she spoke, word by word.

"Remember, never open the door at midnight."