Zhao Yong took the register and was about to write his name.
Then a delicate jade hand pressed onto the paper.
"I advise you to vacate two Sky rooms."
Zhao Yong withdrew the register from under the jade hand, quickly wrote his name, handed it to the innkeeper and left.
He didn't say another word, or even glance at the young lady.
"You won't ignore a toast and take a penalty drink!" the lady in red became angry when Zhao Yong directly ignored her.
"Rest assured, whether it's a toast or a penalty drink, I won't drink!" Zhao Yong left this remark and went straight upstairs.
"Yu'er, don't be disrespectful, he's just a servant! Why bicker with him?" The man in white spoke up.
The woman named Yu'er was called Zhuge Meiyu. Once she understood, she agreed that conversing with a servant was beneath her dignity!
Zhuge Meiyu exhibited her Qinggong, with a swift somersault, landing in front of Xiao'er and her companions.
The people in the inn couldn't help but exclaim.
"Beautiful!"