This is the law of survival in this world: the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected.
If you are dissatisfied with them, that's fine. If you have the strength to knock them down, you can teach them a lesson even if you injure them.
But if you don't have that strength, then you can only eat quietly and not interfere in this matter.
It can only be said that they were unlucky to encounter this incident, but they can only swallow it and dare not show the slightest dissatisfaction on their faces.
The owner of the inn notified the group of people living on the third floor one by one. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they went downstairs and took a look at the group of people. They did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and had to quietly vacate the room.
The owner of the inn came to the last door by the window, knocked on the door, and said: "Guest, are you there?"
Hearing the knock on the door from outside the room, Jun Qingjue frowned, rubbed his back for Jun Qingxin, stood up and walked towards the door.
Opening the door, he looked at the visitor expressionlessly and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
Looking at the little boy in front of him who only reached his waist, the owner of the inn had a trace of worry in his eyes. He told Jun Qingjue about the situation, and then slowly said: "You can come to the second floor and I will help you."
You arrange a room."
Because of Jun Qingjue's and Jun Qingxin's appearance and temperament, he had some impressions of them.
When they arrived again, he also saw the unconscious little girl, and felt a little sorry in his heart. The little girl must have been injured in the Warcraft Forest.
For a child with such a polished appearance and unique temperament, no one would like him, including him.
Jun Qingjue frowned and replied coldly: "Don't bother me. I'll reserve this room first, so I won't make it available to others."
After saying that, she glanced at him coldly and turned around to close the door.
The owner of the inn looked at the closed door in surprise, touched his nose, and was a little moved by the aura emanating from him, but the worry in his heart still did not dissipate, so he knocked on the door again, worried.
He said, "Sir, those people are not to be trifled with. Your sister must have been seriously injured. To be on the safe side, you should go to the second floor. It will be safer that way."
"Get out!" Jun Qingjue shouted coldly, a hint of displeasure flashed across his purple eyes.
Jun Qingxin was unconscious. He was already depressed and unhappy. Now that he was disturbed, his mood became even worse.
The childish and cold voice made the innkeeper's body tremble slightly. He looked at the closed door in surprise. He wanted to say something more, but he didn't dare to speak again. He turned and walked out of the corridor.
He had reminded them, and since he didn't appreciate it, there was no point in saying anything more. He knew the result would not change.
I sighed softly in my heart, it's just a pity that these two children are so beautiful. It's really a pity.
Qiao Tai saw the owner of the inn coming over and asked coldly: "How's it going?"
The innkeeper hurriedly bowed and nodded and said: "Okay, everything is fine. The guests can go, but the people in the room by the window are really seriously ill and cannot move. Please take a look at the guests.
Can you be accommodating?"
A flash of coldness and disgust flashed across Qiao Tai's eyes: "He was also injured, which is bad luck."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the stairs, the murderous intention in his body disappeared in a flash.