Standing before Lin Yi was a short and plump middle-aged Shopkeeper, his eyes slightly squinted as if they could never fully open.
"The best room costs one hundred Silver Tael, sir, and you haven't paid yet?" the plump Shopkeeper reminded again.
After such a reminder, Lin Yi seethed with anger.
He had clearly just paid one hundred Silver Tael, which this plump Shopkeeper had embezzled with sleight of hand, and now he was falsely accusing Lin Yi of not having paid.
Just as Lin Yi was about to slam the table and argue with the plump Shopkeeper, the beauty in his arms moved slightly, seemingly not sleeping peacefully.
'Forget it, endure it for a while for calm waters, I can't delay Qianqian's rest.'
Left with no choice, Lin Yi placed another one hundred Silver Tael on the table and warned, "Shopkeeper, make sure you don't misjudge this time."
The Shopkeeper strained to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, they still appeared as mere slits.
