Chapitre 134: Poor Taste

The leader, with his silver hair and striking features, resembled a sculpture of the revered Sage Qingyu. He was stunning to behold. In comparison, Guan felt inadequately attired and somewhat unsophisticated. Innkeeper Liang Jineng stood defiantly before this radiant figure, hands on hips. 

"That is the chamber I desire, Master Innkeeper!" the foreign noble declared, his face adorned with a smile.

Liang Jineng shook his head. "That room is already occupied by a distinguished guest, a lord from the Yuanjing clan. First come, first served, Master. Fairness prevails." The foreign noble shook his head dismissively. "Then evict him."

Tian, the second attendant, fetched Guan's traditional robe while Zhi secured the sash, and then Tian brought over his ceremonial blade.