Chapter 511: Chapter 172: Daoist Priest Fan Wants to Enter the Imperial Palace? The Fu Clan of the Imperial City! (A 10,000-Word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_5
Daoist Priest Fan was not a man who always picked quarrels.
Moreover, he was in a good mood today.
Though he hadn’t gained any Free Attribute Points today, he had at least received ten thousand taels of silver, which could be considered a small gain! However, the way he obtained the ten thousand taels of silver was a bit rough; a punch with slightly uncontrolled power had collapsed the city wall.
After giving it some thought, Hu Banban said, "Daoist Fan Wu, why don’t you find a place nearby the Imperial Palace to rest for a while? Once there is news, our household will come and notify you immediately."
"That would be acceptable," Fan Wu replied.
Then.
A few people proceeded deeper into the core area of Great Zhou Imperial City, only slowing their steps when they reached an area where the Imperial Palace was visible.
Because to go any further, only Hu Banban and the Little Prince had the qualifications.
After all, the Imperial Palace was not a place one could just waltz into.
Watching Hu Banban and the Little Prince lead two large horses away,
Fan Wu spoke up, "Just find an inn nearby to rest for a bit."
In the Imperial City, inns were the least of scarcities.
Within the Great Zhou Imperial City, an inn could be found virtually every few steps, illustrating just how staggering the population within the Imperial City was.
Inside the inn.
The arrival of Fan Wu and his companions was quite eye-catching, but they naturally didn’t mind the stares. Even Xing Fengzi, the younger Taoist Priest, had grown accustomed to ignoring such attentions.
"How... How may I help you, guests..." A shop assistant at the inn ran over with small steps.
Looking troubled, he glanced at the Green Ox laden with many items and then at a strange object covered with a black cloth.
The shop assistant said feebly, "Could you let me take these items to the inn’s backyard for temporary arrangement?"
Bang!
A sudden soft noise startled the shop assistant.
Turning towards the direction of the sound,
he saw that strange object covered with the black cloth.
Before his eyes, the strange object took on a rectangular shape, with two rather worn-out wheels on either side, giving off a very peculiar feel.
It seemed like that thing had moved, right?
It sounded like it, right?
"It seems it’s not very pleased with you calling it ’thing’," Yun Jiuqing said as she touched her smooth chin.
It’s not pleased?
The shop assistant was taken aback.
Who was not pleased?
At this moment, Yun Jiuqing added, "When I say ’it’, I’m referring to that ’it’."
Yun Jiuqing pointed to the Destiny Coffin covered with a black cloth.
Speaking of which.
It was she who covered the Destiny Coffin with the black cloth.
It?
The shop assistant’s gaze fell on the Destiny Coffin. Although he wasn’t sure what the object was, it gave him a rather ominous feeling. Especially after getting close to the thing, he actually felt an unusual chill, which was particularly weird.
Bear in mind, it wasn’t even autumn yet!
How could there be a chill in the midst of summer?
Just as the shop assistant was about to ask something, a few more people seemed to arrive at the inn. The moment he turned his head to look, the shop assistant’s face turned aghast.
They were a few men dressed in very lavish clothing, and from their looks alone, it was clear they were men of extraordinary bearing.
Definitely not simple in status.
Upon seeing these men, the shop assistant even forgot about the ox and the strange object that had entered the inn.
He hurried toward the arriving men with an obsequious smile plastered on his face. Meanwhile, he was uttering flatteries, "How... How may I serve you, young masters? I regret enormously not being aware of your distinguished presence!"
He rubbed his hands together, "Young masters, are you... here to have lunch?"
The people that walked into the inn were three persons, resembling a group of young noblemen.
The one leading them frowned and asked, "Who are you?!"
The shop assistant quickly replied, "Young masters, don’t you remember me? I am the head of the waitstaff at Gui Chun Tower, just last month, you even inquired about my name!"
"Oh? Oh!" The leading young nobleman pondered for a moment, then suddenly he had a realization, "I remember now, Zhao Wugou? The nephew of the shopkeeper of Gui Chun Tower, right?"
"Right! Right! Right!" The shop assistant responded with excitement, saying ’right’ three times.
It seemed that these few individuals remembering his name was like a feather in his cap, as if his ancestors’ grave was emitting smoke.
"Where is your shopkeeper?" the leading young nobleman inquired.
"Ah? Shopkeeper?" The assistant had a bad premonition and hesitantly said, "Young masters... aren’t you here for lunch?"
"We’ve already eaten," the person to the left stated emotionlessly, "Cut the nonsense, where is your shopkeeper?"
The shop assistant weakly answered, "The shopkeeper... the shopkeeper is not here."
"Not here?" The leading young nobleman’s eyebrows knitted tightly, a heavy displeasure crossed his face as he said coldly, "When your shopkeeper returns, tell him that the rent for the land lease of your Gui Chun Tower to the Fu Clan, which used to be paid monthly, will now be paid every half month."
He paused before adding, "Tell him to bring two hundred taels of silver to the Fu Clan tomorrow. After fifteen days, bring another two hundred taels, and another two hundred in the following fifteen days."
The shop assistant’s eyes widened in shock, "Half... half a month’s rent at a time? Young masters, if I remember correctly, it was two hundred taels of silver per month, wasn’t it?"
