The three of them wore grave expressions after hearing this. Whether Yunxi's guess could be confirmed or not, it was no good thing for them.
"Time waits for no one. Let's go to the city gate on the other side first."
Mu Ningzhu made the decision at once.
The four of them had just stepped out of the room when they ran into Zhou Langchen. He had clearly just returned from outside. Yunxi's eyes shifted, and after exchanging looks with the other three, she walked over and cupped her hands.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, how was your rest in the superior room last night? Have your injuries recovered?"
Zhou Langchen was visibly taken aback. He said in a low voice,
"I only got off the Flying Ship this morning and have not been staying here long. What do you mean by resting for a night?"
Yunxi did not answer him and simply continued asking,
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you remember that we gave you this superior room?"
Zhou Langchen frowned.
"This last superior room was reserved by Fellow Daoist Zuo for twice the spirit stones. How did it become something you yielded to me?"
After hearing that, Yunxi turned to look at the other three. Well then—this one had also had a day's worth of memories wiped away. She felt a little weary, seized by the lonely feeling of being the only sober one while everyone else was drunk.
Yunxi cupped her hands in farewell, returned to her companions, and spread her hands, indicating that even the only two acquaintances they had had fallen for it.
Mu Ningzhu's feelings were complicated, but it was not appropriate to explain things to Fellow Daoist Zhou. They were not familiar with each other, after all. She waved for the three to follow her. She