"Finally, a friendly reminder: don't even think about playing any tricks or having any crooked ideas. We've been through all sorts of storms and waves in our lives."
"And you, your family fortune accumulated over the years should be considerable. Don't let small gains lead to big losses and cause an irreparable mess. It will be too late to regret it then." After saying this, Hong Xiaoduo put away the dagger in her hand, turned around and left without saying another word.
As soon as I stepped out of the room, I heard the door slam shut behind me; otherwise, the person inside didn't make a sound.
On the second floor of the inn, everyone, young and old, glanced at the window as Hong Xiaoduo walked in from outside.
"When I came back, I saw that guy sleeping on the counter, so I just came in through the front door," Hong Xiaoduo explained with a smile.
I absolutely cannot say that I can jump out of the window, since the street below is wide and spacious! But jumping from the street into this window, which doesn't look very big, is something I'm really not confident about, and I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself.
Seeing everyone's questioning looks, Hong Xiaoduo remembered the important matter: "This guy wasn't lying. The person who sent him has nothing to do with that bastard."
Not that person? Quan Jinghuai and the others were naturally disappointed upon hearing this answer.
"So what are you planning to do with this guy?" Quan Jinghuai asked, glancing at the motionless person lying on the ground.
The man lying down looked at Hong Xiaoduo expectantly. He had already confessed everything he needed to. Besides, his original purpose for coming here was not to fight and kill. On the contrary, he had not only failed to scare them, but had also been captured by her.
All things considered, these people didn't lose anything; the only ones who lost out were themselves and got hurt.
"Did you silence him?" Hong Xiaoduo asked casually when she saw that the person lying down didn't speak.
"Should we untie it?" Quan Jinghuai thought Hong Xiaoduo still had questions for this guy.
Hong Xiaoduo shook her head as she walked to the man's side, nudged his leg with her toes, and stomped on his fingers. Seeing that he could only look at her with angry eyes, he was indeed unable to make a sound.
"Brother Quan, your acupressure skills are amazing. Let him stay in your room for now. I'm going back to my room to rest for a while. You guys should all go back to your rooms and rest. If you can't sleep, you can sleep during the day tomorrow." After saying that, Hong Xiaoduo left.
Feiyan, holding the sleeping Yaoguang, got up from her chair and followed Yuheng out.
Back at her room, Hong Xiaoduo pushed open the door and thought for a moment: "You take them to rest first. I'll go downstairs to find the manager and then come back."
After saying that, he turned and walked downstairs.
The other children were still in Quan Jinghuai's room. Kaiyang shouted and snorted repeatedly, then climbed onto the bed and lay down. The door was not yet closed when Quan Jinghuai and Tian Shu watched as the person who said he wanted to go back to his room to lie down went downstairs.
No one could guess what she was going to do. Everyone looked at each other curiously, but no one dared to follow her to find out.
Quan Jinghuai looked at his disciples who remained motionless and thought to himself, "Aren't all children very curious?"
Tian Shu and the others looked at their master, thinking to themselves that their master always taught them to be calm and composed!
Just then, the sound of rain came from outside, growing denser and heavier.
The master and his disciples all thought at the same time, "She really did come back at the perfect moment; if she had come back even a little later, she would have been soaked to the bone!"
Hong Xiaoduo had already reached the bottom of the stairs, but before she could even wake up the shop assistant behind the counter, Manager He came out on his own.
"Is the shopkeeper awake? I was just looking for you." Seeing that Shopkeeper He was dressed neatly, I thought he had come to relieve the gatekeeper and go to rest.
"But should we report this to the authorities? I'll send Hongzi." Manager He immediately replied.
Hearing his question and his words, Hong Xiaoduo understood that he already knew what had happened upstairs.
However, the details are not very specific.
But judging from his attitude, Hong Xiaoduo thought he was actually a really nice person.
"Whether to report to the authorities or not is not a priority. Shopkeeper, would you be interested in having a chat?" Hong Xiaoduo asked with a smile.
Huh? Could it be? No way?
Upon hearing her words, Manager He's heart skipped a beat: "Young lady, this way please. Let's sit down and chat. Hongzi, wake up and make some tea."
Hongzi, who was suddenly awakened, stood up abruptly and looked blankly at his innkeeper. He walked to the table in the hall with the young lady who had stayed there during the day and sat down. He looked out the door at the pouring rain, pinched himself, and ouch, he was not dreaming.
"Brother Hongzi, go back to your room and get some sleep. I'll make them some tea," said Xiaodouzi, who hadn't slept well at all, as he walked over wearing a robe.
"Oh," Hongzi rubbed his eyes and snored as he walked towards his room.
“We caught a ghost tonight, and we only found out what happened after interrogating him,” Hong Xiaoduo said after sitting down.
Upon hearing this, Manager He exclaimed, "Pretending to be a ghost?"
Hong Xiaoduo nodded and didn't say anything more, just waited for the other party to speak.
Manager He immediately stood up, cupped his hands apologetically, and said, "I didn't expect them to actually come again. I clearly heard that they had left the city. Please don't blame me for deliberately concealing this from you, young lady."
I was really hoping against hope, thinking that since they weren't in the city, they wouldn't come to cause trouble.
Seeing that you and that other person are skilled in martial arts, I figured that even if they knew there were guests checking in, they probably wouldn't dare to do anything if they saw you two.
"This was my fault. He Ning apologizes to the young lady. How about this, you can have your room and board waived?"
"Alright, I appreciate the apology from the manager, but the agreed-upon room rate still needs to be paid. I have a question for you: is it true that the price Mr. Meng initially offered to your landlord wasn't low?" Hong Xiaoduo wanted to find out the truth.
Although she didn't believe what that man surnamed Meng said at all, the price he offered was not low.
Upon hearing this, Manager He sighed: "The price he offered was just what he thought was too high. Besides, our owner had no intention of selling this inn at all. There were originally six staff members, a woman who did laundry, and myself, so we were all homeless."
Among us were beggars and displaced people whose families had suffered misfortune. Our employer took us in, gave us work, a place to live, and even paid us wages.
The owner originally had a family. When he was young, his hometown was hit by a locust plague, and his family of five came out to make a living. On the way, his two elders could not withstand the hardships and died. He and his wife and children drifted here, settled down, and made a living by setting up a stall.
But who would have thought that when the young master of the house was six years old, his wife took him to the river to wash clothes when the dam suddenly burst upstream. The poor mother and son were unable to escape in time and were swept away.
The owner, unable to find his wife and children, returned to the stall and continued to set up his business, hoping that one day his wife and children would find him and the family could be reunited.
This inn is the result of his decades of hard work. During that time, he has helped countless poor people. The owner says that good deeds are rewarded. Now he is almost seventy years old. He has instructed us and written a will, stating that if he passes away one day, the inn should be handed over to me to manage and continue operating. All income, after deducting expenses, should be used to help those in need.
I also had to swear to God that I would never sell this inn.
"It's my fault for being useless; I can't deal with that guy surnamed Meng. All I can do is drag this out. Sigh."
"Why can't you handle him? Does he have connections on the street?" Hong Xiaoduo asked again...
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