With that amount of money, he could buy plenty of cultivation resources.
Barbara glanced at him coldly. "No. I want hers."
This was no longer about a room.
She had been rejected in front of so many people. That loss of face had to be repaid.
Zora frowned slightly. This woman was simply unreasonable.
The man retreated awkwardly. Whispers spread through the inn.
"These two are really going head-to-head. Interesting."
"If it were me, I'd hand over the room for five thousand gold coins without hesitation."
"No. Giving in to someone this arrogant would be too humiliating."
…
"I'll give you five thousand gold coins," Zora said indifferently. "Don't bother me again."
Before anyone could react, a heap of glittering gold coins clattered onto the counter.
Then, under countless stunned gazes, Zora turned and walked upstairs without another word.
The hall erupted into quiet shock.
Five thousand gold coins—just to buy peace.
