Chapter 849: Chapter 198: The Twin Scoundrels United (Part 4)
Yun Jianqiu? That guy from the Outer World Mountain Sect should be easy to deal with, right? And won’t he go back? As soon as he does... won’t we save money?
"You better behave!"
Fang Che warned.
Lame Hong Er nodded and agreed repeatedly.
Dongyun Yu looked at this lame Hong Er with a peculiar gaze.
The Guardian Hall even has such talents, I have to say, it’s kind of... feeling like meeting a kindred spirit... although this kindred spirit is quite weak.
So he patted lame Hong Er on the shoulder and said, "You need to try harder."
Lame Hong Er instinctively nodded and bowed, "Yes, yes. You’re right."
Since he is with Mr. Fang, he must be an important person, it’s never wrong to flatter first.
"Then do you know where I want you to try harder?" Dongyun Yu asked.
"Where?" Lame Hong Er was puzzled.
"In the area you are best at," Dongyun Yu replied.
"Where am I best at?" Lame Hong Er scratched his head, a bit confused.
Dongyun Yu’s robes fluttered, his hair drifted, his expression aloof, as if he were about to rise with the wind, like an Immortal’s Guidance turning stone into gold, he lightly tapped the void towards lame Hong Er’s lips, smiled silently.
Lame Hong Er did not speak further.
Watching as Fang Che, Ye Meng, and Dongyun Yu went inside...
Lame Hong Er mumbled to himself, "Isn’t this guy a fool..."
Then suddenly widened his eyes, "Hey, why did Mr. Fang go in? There’s no one of our own in there."
...
Fang Che walked into the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower with his hands behind him, bringing along Dongyun Yu and Ye Meng.
The Shopkeeper was at the counter, with a frown, looking somewhat worried. The assistants beside him also appeared very apprehensive.
Obviously, the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower has been occupied by the Heavenly Palace and other Outer World Mountain Sects, and everyone is on edge.
After all, everyone knows these guys are not to be trifled with, and they must have a purpose coming here.
If someone loses their temper and makes a move, this whole Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower would be done for.
How can one not be on edge and uneasy? It’s as if they don’t even dare to breathe.
Someone inside called for hot water, and the boy nearly broke his legs rushing over; a slight delay felt like his head was no longer attached to his neck.
Even if it’s not a severe scolding, that knife-sharp gaze of dissatisfaction was enough to make the ordinary assistants lose sleep for several nights.
Whenever they dreamed of a gleaming sword falling upon their necks, they would wake up from their dreams with a scream...
This feeling, unspeakably tangy.
Even with these people renovating their inn, the people of the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower dare not say a word.
Bu Chou’s reputation can intimidate over ninety-nine percent of the world.
However, the people staying here today cannot be scared off at all. Even if Bu Chou himself were here, they wouldn’t yield.
This is the power of these top-ranked Outer World Mountain Sects!
Fang Che entered the main hall, and the Shopkeeper immediately stood up, looked up, and upon seeing the Guardian Hall uniform, the Golden Star, and Fang Che’s face, the Old Shopkeeper came up as if he saw his dear mother.
"Mr. Fang, why are you here? Such an honored guest."
Fang Che smiled, "I heard business has been booming lately, so I came specially to take a look."
The Old Shopkeeper wore a distressed look, lowered his voice, shook his head, looked weary, wanting to speak but holding back, "Mr. Fang... sigh... this money, hard to earn..."
"What’s so hard about it? Open the door and welcome guests with a smile."
Fang Che comforted, "Isn’t doing business like this? You still have to earn what you should, and life still has to go on. Regardless of cultivation level, status, or power, your place is just an inn. Even if they are unreasonable, they still have to pay when they stay! Don’t worry, besides, we, the Guardian Hall, are here for you."
"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your kind words."
"Give me the list of their stays, I will go in and verify."
Fang Che smiled and said, "When they come here, they have to abide by the rules."
Fang Che wanted to look at the list first to have an idea.
The Old Shopkeeper wore a desolate expression, "No list..."
"How can there be no list?"
Fang Che furrowed his eyebrows, "Haven’t registered at the inn?" Hmm, this is a good breakthrough point.
Fang Che immediately dismissed his previous plan and decided to execute a new one. He felt a bit annoyed at himself for not thinking of it: yeah, with these guys staying, who would obediently register?
"There’s really no registration..."
The Old Shopkeeper almost fainted, with these fierce and intimidating people, one gust could blow my inn away, how dare I ask them to register?
"When they came, I simply asked if they needed to register, and someone gave me a cold glare, then coldly asked me: Register? I... I really didn’t dare... saying another word might cost my life."
The Old Shopkeeper was almost in tears, "Forgive me, Mr. Fang."
"It’s not your fault either."
Fang Che sighed and said solemnly, "However, their failure to register is also wrong, because it prevents us, the Guardian Hall, from monitoring, protecting, or having a clear idea."
"This is against regulations."
Fang Che said, "So you send someone along with me, go up and register."
"Register?"
"Yes, it must be registered! It’s the rule of our Guardian Hall! Failing to register poses a huge security risk. How dare these people act like this, is there no justice?"
Mr. Fang looked righteous and impartial.
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[Hearing someone talk about piracy this afternoon, I was slightly surprised. It’s been fifteen years, and someone is still reading my pirated works? Brother, come back and make it right. I’ve been waiting for you, for fifteen years. I just want to earn a few bucks from you.]
