"I'll smash this inn to pieces," Ma Liu said, rolling up his sleeves.
"Go ahead. I dare you." The Shopkeeper thought to himself, 'These tables and chairs are a few years old now. It's about time for a new set.'
Ma Liu hadn't expected to run into such a tough nut. He instinctively glanced at Huo Tu.
"Don't cause trouble." Huo Tu's expression was grim.
As if he'd been given an out, Ma Liu snapped at the Shopkeeper, "You're lucky this time."
"Hah." The Shopkeeper scoffed. 'Coward.'
Huo Tu turned to leave, but before his group could even reach the door, an approaching figure made them all freeze in their tracks.
Ye Qianning had gone out on business early that morning and was only just returning to the Yan Hui Inn in the afternoon.
In the past month, she had gotten a clear picture of recent events in Nanyuan. She had also managed to gather some information on Xi Yan, East Shu, and Beili.
