The inn looked small and dim from the outside.
But after walking in, he found that the lobby was enormous, with dazzling lights and lavish decorations. Its style was fully worthy of a five-star hotel in a first-tier metropolis.
He did not know whether the evil spirit had something wrong with its brain. It had named the place an inn and charged only one yuan a day.
Obviously.
If one ignored the fact that it was deadly, this inn was undoubtedly far more conscientious than those hotels that charged seven or eight hundred a night while still having cockroaches and strange stains on the sheets.
It was recommended that everyone look for an inn like this when traveling.
Very nice.
He walked into the lobby and had just approached the front desk.
A female receptionist in a black uniform with a graceful figure revealed a professional smile and asked in a gentle voice, "Hello, sir. Welcome. How may I help you?"
As she greeted him, she also gave a slight bow.
If one ignored the fact that its face had no eyes and that filthy substances occasionally fell from its mouth, this receptionist still seemed very professional and competent. Whether it was her tone or her subtle movements, she made people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze.
Everyone said that one should focus on other people's strengths and inner beauty instead of caring too much about their appearance.
There was some truth to that.
"Who's your boss? Why would he put an ugly person like you at the front desk? Isn't he afraid you'll scare the guests?"
"No wonder business is bad."
"As a guest, I suggest that your inn find a poster of some old-school teacher and stick it over your face. Maybe adding a