The waiter's eyes lit up when he heard "one hundred thousand spirit liquid."
Seeing the waiter's expression, the handsome young man's lips curved into a confident smile.
At once, the waiter awkwardly returned the spirit liquid Lin Bai had given him and said, "Sir, why don't you... make do with something else?"
"The inn ahead is a small one, but its environment is about the same as ours. Most importantly, it's very cheap—it only costs one thousand spirit liquid a day!"
"Sir, why don't you stay at that small inn? I'll cover your room fees for the next few days."
The waiter earnestly tried to persuade him.
Lin Bai took back the spirit liquid the waiter had returned and shook his head with a wry smile. "No need."
"Hahaha!" The handsome young man burst into laughter and said to Lin Bai, "See? The spirit liquid you don't want is something others naturally do want!"
"Now you've not only lost your room and have to sleep on the streets, you've even lost fifty thousand spirit liquid."
"Da Niu, pay up. We're checking in!"
The handsome young man said with a smile.
The burly man immediately took a bag of spirit liquid from his Storage Bag and handed it to the waiter. "There's enough spirit liquid in there for us to stay at Eastern Arrival Inn until the martial contest in Sky Sword City begins, right?"
"As for whatever's left over, you can keep it. Consider it my young master's reward."
The waiter accepted the spirit liquid and opened the bag. There were at least one million three hundred thousand spirit liquid inside!
The waiter's face lit up with wild joy. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
With a confident smile, the handsome young man walked past Lin Bai