The shopkeeper was a big-bearded man, not very tall, standing on a chair behind the counter.
Seeing Gehou walk in, he immediately burst into laughter: "Everyone, come and see, my Iron Sword Inn actually has a beauty staying here. Today's sun must be rising from the west."
"Hey, I say, Old Ironhead, you're right, this girl is really pretty. Just don't know if we have the fortune to enjoy this."
The Demon Hunting Teams sitting in the hall eating all raised their heads to look at Gehou.
Both Gehou and Wang Chuan and Hu Mei'er, who walked in behind her, raised their eyebrows, and Hu Mei'er directly slapped the table: "Dwarf, we're here to stay, is this how you treat your guests."
"Guests? No, no, no, you're not my guests yet. I have rules here. If you want to stay, little girl, you probably haven't heard well about the rules of Old Ironhead here."
Dwarf Iron Sword jumped, leaping onto the counter, then grinned at Hu Mei'er and said.
