Looking carefully from the back room, the boss did what he said, waving his hand and telling his subordinates to get out.

The master was still a little timid at this time, so he asked Agua who was accompanying him to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw the innkeeper carrying a bench on his shoulders.

The master was so shocked that his legs went limp and he sat on the floor of the guest room. However, he saw the boss first looked inside and outside, then showed a philistine-like smile, put down the stool, clasped his fists, and apologized: "How are you all doing? There's nothing wrong with your stay.

Do you need anything?"

The inexplicable behavior made the master temporarily relax. During the process, the boss's eyes swept across the people in the guest room, as if he was counting the number of people.

"Boss, I think your business is not that good. How about we just charge less and we can stay one night?"

The master's words interrupted the innkeeper's thoughts. He walked over diligently and whispered in his ear: "It's not about money. The guest officer's accent doesn't sound like a local."

The master is really confused. Why are we not locals? Shouldn't people from outside the city be more courteous?

Seeing that the boss' attitude was not the same as before, he straightened up and pointed at the subordinates behind him, saying: "We are businessmen. We lost money in business, so we don't have much money. I know it's difficult to make money, but I didn't listen.

If you don’t make money, I’m afraid it’s because your boss doesn’t know how to talk to people, so you’re doing business in this remote place, right?”

When the boss heard this, he felt very aggrieved. He waved his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have misunderstood. It's early in the morning, so I'd better leave as soon as possible."

The boss's tone was soft, but the master was even more unwilling to be polite. He puffed up his chest and shouted loudly: "Isn't the reason for the inn that others pay you to open a store? Why are there people like you? It's not like they don't give you money.

Okay, I won’t change the price anymore, just the original price, can you let me live here?”

"This... this still doesn't work. Guests, you should be more sensible and leave early. If it doesn't work, I will refund you half of the money you paid for last night's hotel stay."

Such a good thing would normally make the master happy, but at this moment, when his subordinates were still stunned at how the master came up with his tricks, how could he be discouraged first?

He instantly turned red and shouted: "I don't want the money. If you don't want to live here, you have to give me a reason not to live here today. Otherwise, I will go to whoever is bigger in your territory to judge! I heard that there is a government office in Chenjiatai.

Bar?"

He was doing a legitimate business, but the store owner never expected to attract such a thing, and this time he even opened his mouth and brought out a big deal.

Unable to resist, he pushed lightly towards the door handle, and the rusty knife on the door latch fell down with a clang.

The master's eyes widened and he was so angry that he faltered for a long time before he could hold back his words, "Damn it! I get so angry when I mention this. Are you treating me with black spots?"

The boss was about to explain, but the master pushed open the window again, took out the iron chain, dangled it in his hand and said: "Oh, I know, you must be doing inhumane things behind your back when you look at strangers.

!Tell me clearly, are you trying to take someone’s life?”

The boss was pressed hard by his master step by step. He sighed helplessly. Then he pulled the cloth from his shoulders and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He said kindly: "I have given you all the face, but it seems you don't have the same attitude either."

Give me some. Let me tell you this, the knife on the door latch is for preparation, and the chain on the window is for escape. Do you understand this time? "

Seeing the serious and helpless look on the boss's face, the master became less angry and murmured: "Is it because you are poor and remote here?"

"Fart, fart! There has been a lot of trouble in Mincheng in the past two years. The chaos in the city is very big. Killing and being killed are no longer new. I put these in every guest room for guests' self-defense!"

As soon as the master heard this, he immediately felt that the atmosphere had become very strange.

The boss then said mysteriously: "You don't know, right? Just last night, I found a corpse in the alley across the street. He died miserably!"

"Just last night? Deaths are so common here? What about the people in the government?"

"Ha! People from the government? If they knew that someone died in my inn, they would definitely take me back first, and then plunder all the silver from me! So, I have to thank those who killed people, at least they haven't

Break through the inn!”

After hearing these words, the master shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that the government here is all for decoration, so who was the person who died last night? Was he seeking wealth or..."

The boss also looked doubtful and said silently: "This is strange. Usually the person who dies is either a drug addict or a smoker, but this time it was a teacher who died."

The death of the literati sage deeply touched the master. He once recommended Hutoutai to recruit talented people, but Wuhuai refused without words.

He could never imagine that Min City would actually become like this despite its superficial prosperity.

The master clicked his tongue and sighed: "The martial arts industry respects literati, and the person who is awarded the title of virtuous person must be a literati. I think he is also a teacher..."

After sighing, he turned to ask: "By the way, boss, isn't there any way to control these people in Mincheng? What kind of chaos has it become? What's the use of false prosperity?"

The boss sighed and waved his hands and said: "It's okay not to mention it. Your guest seems to be a sensible person. I won't hide it from you. Mincheng is no longer the same Mincheng. Many people can't figure out the relationship between Wu Shetang and the county government.

What is the purpose? They just blindly tell the civilians to believe them, but how can they believe it? Isn't the pain of the skin and the naked eye enough to believe it?"

It seems like an opportunity, like acquaintance.

The master heard these bloody lessons from the innkeeper, but after all, he was just for himself, and he chose to deceive himself.

Whatever Master Huai wants to do, he will follow suit. The helplessness under the desire for power is more or less related to human nature. Master is able to sit where he is today, perhaps because he has grown his own body but became Wu Huai's tongue.

He has always been thinking about the teacher. The boss stopped talking several times. The master also noticed it and stopped asking. Perhaps it was the greatest respect for the teacher. Of course, he could not rule out that he might lose his mind after hearing this.

If you say something, it will lead to the disaster of killing.

"Then...in that case, I won't embarrass the boss. After all, everyone is doing their own thing, right?"

The boss didn't understand why the master said these incomprehensible words, and he just felt that there was a bit of bitterness in his voice.

After wrapping up their bellies hastily, the master led a group of people to leave Mincheng quietly.

They left in a hurry, as if they had never been here, but that gentleman always made him worried.

The territory of the majestic city has the most strict reputation and order recently. It seems that all traces of it in Qiaojia City have faded away and it has slowly taken on a different look.
Chapter completed!