Mu Lingbo was about to leave when he saw a group of people coming in who seemed to be dressed low-key, but in fact they all looked aloof and looked down upon.
Among the four people, only the weak-looking young man at the head was very polite and said, "Here, please."
The three people behind them are all wearing dark clothes, and the complicated patterns reveal their unusual identities.
"This is the residence you arranged for our young master?" One of them casually glanced at the inn with a hint of contempt, "Doesn't it suit our young master's status?"
The weak young master said carefully, "This is the Xiahou family's shop, and it is also the best inn in Yuedu..."
Before he finished speaking, the man just now sneered contemptuously and said in a low voice, "A country place is a country place."
The man who was called Young Master had a cold, arrogant and impatient look on his face, "Forget it, I already told you that this trip will be low-key and don't cause trouble. Just stay here."
The weak young man quickly asked the shopkeeper, "Give us three of the best guest rooms here."
The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed and whispered, "Your Highness, we only have one best guest room here, but..."
"Since there is only one room, give that room to our master. You can also rearrange the other rooms for the two of us."
The shopkeeper continued in a low voice, "But that room is already occupied."
As soon as he heard this sentence, the man just now sneered, "If someone lives here, can't we drive him out? What is our young master's status? Do we think he should be inferior to others?"
The aloof young master frowned slightly but said nothing, obviously agreeing with his subordinate's intention.
The frail young master hurriedly said, "Wait a moment, everyone. Let's take a rest here. I'll negotiate with them."
"Then prepare a table of good food and wine for our young master first!" the middle-aged man said dissatisfied.
The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly and ordered people to prepare.
The three young masters were reluctant to sit down, and the middle-aged man who often spoke on behalf of the 'young master' was still cursing a bit.
Mu Lingbo stood not far away, hearing those words clearly and feeling a little curious.
It's really unexpected that 'His Royal Highness' is so pitiful.
Even if South Vietnam is a small country, there is no need to be so groveling to others.
His Royal Highness then continued negotiations with the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper could not give in.
"I just hope this customer can help me. Compensation is not a problem."
"Hey, to be honest with you, Your Highness, this is not a matter of money. This guest is a friend of our Mr. Xiahou, and he doesn't charge money to stay here."
The prince even looked sad, "What can we do?"
Before the problem was solved, the middle-aged man from before came over again with a cold face and said, "Is the problem solved? Our young master is going to have a rest after the food and wine. You'd better not waste too much time and delay our young master's rest."
"this……"
Before the prince finished speaking, the middle-aged man said impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense. In short, no one can live here better than my young master."
"Why don't you please accompany us to the palace..."
"Oh," the middle-aged man spat, "Our young master is keeping a low profile on this trip, so how can he live in a palace? Is your palace in the countryside worthy of our young master?"
Mu Lingbo's eyes moved, and with a smile on his lips, he immediately ran to the kitchen.
It's not that she has to meddle in other people's business, but that this nosy matter will definitely happen to her.
