The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is; we haven't even said we want to stay, and the owner is already trying to kick us out.
I was about to make a move, but the waiter held me back in place.
"Don't worry, I told you I'd let you stay!"
The waiter glanced at us, his eyes darting around, and then quickly tried to smooth things over.
"They were referred by regular customers!"
"Brother He, don't worry, I'll process their registration right away, I promise it won't cause any delays!"
The middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, then walked towards the counter and cursed the service provider a couple more times.
His footsteps were hurried and heavy, as if he were in a great hurry.
Just then, I suddenly heard a very ethereal crying sound.
I tried to look in the direction of the sound, but after listening carefully, I still couldn't figure out where it came from.
When I listened more carefully, I heard Yiyi's voice.
"Brother, it's Xiaoyuan, it's Xiaoyuan's voice!"
Holy crap.
Indeed.
How did we get to the second floor? It was because we bumped into this waiter while running upstairs, and then we were taken to the second floor.
The reason we ran upstairs was because we saw that guy. The old man didn't know what kind of tricks he had up his sleeve, so he thought we should lay low for a while and go upstairs to protect Xiao Yuan.
But when the old man first knocked on the door of the lobby on the first floor, Xiao Yuan was crying for a while.
I was completely baffled.
What does this mean?
Xiao Yuan, has he already been murdered?
I carefully listened to the ethereal crying sound, and it was indeed coming from afar—the voice of a child.
Even though he was a child, I could sense that his voice sounded extremely helpless, as if he had experienced a calamity.
This guy can't possibly lay a hand on a child, and from what I can see, neither the waiter nor this so-called boss surnamed He knows Fatty Zhou.
In other words, if Zhou Pangzi had no grudges against them, why would he target their son?
I was puzzled, and at that moment I was extremely anxious. My top priority was to get to the third floor.
"Let's go, don't let Fatty Zhou down!"
I quickly spoke up as well.
"Yes, let's ensure Xiaoyuan's safety first, and we can talk about the rest later!"
Just as we were about to rush to the third floor, we heard the hoarse voice of the boss, surnamed He, who had been wearing blue work clothes earlier.
"Who told you to go up to the third floor? Did you register?"
It was this boss's shout that immediately alerted the waiter.
He quickly took two steps toward us and then spoke.
"You two, stop causing trouble for me here. I'm telling you, the third floor hasn't been built yet!"
It's still in the planning stage, and some only have one or two rooms, one of which is our boss's office!
What's with all this rushing to the top?!
The waiter's tone was quite excited at this point.
When I heard what he said, I was completely dumbfounded.
Are there no rooms on the 3rd floor?
But that fat guy Zhou from before, he's the one who led us to the room on the 3rd floor.
There are clearly many rooms on the third floor, and Fatty Zhou told us that there are quite a few very powerful guests there.
"Master! Xiao Yuan's crying seems to be getting farther away..."
The lightning sword reminded me in my mind.
I strained my ears to listen, and the ethereal sound that had been there just moments before became even more elusive.
The faint sound made me wonder if it was really crying.
"Xiao Yuan might really be in trouble!"
I became extremely panicked, and at that moment, the Thunder Strike Sword immediately responded in my mind.
"Ask this boss surnamed He, he's definitely involved!"
Yiyi spoke up at this moment.
"Brother, look at that shop owner..."
I turned around and saw Mr. He. He hadn't left; he was just pacing back and forth at the counter, taking out a piece of tobacco and rolling it into a cigarette.
The cuffs of his blue work clothes were rolled up slightly, revealing a few marks on his arm, as if they were left from his work.
Upon seeing our reaction, he revealed a mysterious smile.
We walked over to him, and he sat down.
The stool he was sitting on wasn't as wobbly as the one Zhou Pangzi had before, but the style was the same.
He was standing steadily, while the boss was leaning back in a very natural state.
Before I could even speak, he suddenly opened his arms, put the cigarette in his mouth, and started smoking as he did so.
Lean back, swing your legs forward, raise your toes, and your body will form a large "X" shape.
The boss's mind cleared slightly, and he stared straight at us.
Seeing him like this, I knew in my heart that war was about to break out.
I felt a surge of unease. Could this be his pre-battle preparation, a deadly move he's about to use against us?
"Lightning Strike Sword, are you ready?"
I kept reminding the sword spirit in my mind.
Not only that, but I also gave the girl a look.
They both replied to me at the same time, saying they were ready for battle.
At that moment, the respectful boss slightly moved his lips.
"You...don't recognize me?"
He spoke, his voice a few decibels hoarser than before.
It even carried a familiar muffled sound.
She raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Think about it again..."
Thinking about those three words again, they still sounded unnatural coming out of his mouth; with each word he uttered, his voice became even hoarser.
"Can't see? Look into your eyes!"
The girl and I exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
I took two steps forward, took out the flashlight that Lao Liu had given me, and shone it to the side to borrow some light.
Looking closely at the corners of his eyes, there were only some slight wrinkles.
"you……"
Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly felt a strange chill coming from the wall behind me.
The weather was originally rather mild; this was intended to depict a sunset scene, so it wasn't cold at all.
But now I have a strange, sudden feeling of coldness.
At that moment, I looked over and saw that a lot of cold air was starting to pour into the door behind me!
"Brother, the front desk door!"
Yiyi's voice rang out.
I looked over and saw that the person at the front desk that the waiter had initially pointed to had also been hit by a surge of cold air at almost the same moment!
Just as I was wondering, a large amount of white mist began to appear in the air conditioning, as if it were alive, desperately trying to penetrate into the second floor of the hotel!
"Oh no, it's that same thick fog from before!"
I quickly opened my mouth and then covered my nose and mouth. I knew that familiar smell all too well!
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