"That's true."
"Unless I truly advance to the Ninth Tier, it'll be difficult for me to deal with you by throwing you into the oil."
An old, hoarse voice rang out.
The cook who had fallen from the Supernatural place into the corridor patted his knee. Although he was somewhat surprised that Jiang Qiao had discovered him, he wasn't shocked.
"You're very powerful."
"But the hotel has no grudge against you. Why destroy its rules?"
"If you want to leave, I can let you go."
The cook spoke.
He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with what Jiang Qiao had done on the fifth floor, and his tone held a hint of helplessness.
"Heh."
"No grudge?"
Jiang Qiao laughed.
"I was driving through the tower city just fine when this shady establishment, opened by God knows who, suddenly appeared in front of me. I couldn't leave no matter what, so of course I could only come in and stay for a night."
"That's impossible." The cook shook his head.
"Although the hotel can transform a nearby area into a Ghost Domain, with your strength, it's impossible for you to have truly been affected."
"You entered voluntarily."
"I don't know what you came in for, but I hope you'll know when to stop."
"If you leave now, I won't make things difficult for you."
"I'll take you to the safe passage."
"I won't pursue anything else either. As for the damage you caused to the corridor, we'll let that go as well."
The cook spoke indifferently.
He sounded uninterested in escalating the conflict and had taken the initiative to suggest that Jiang Qiao leave.
However.
Jiang Qiao didn't buy it. He sneered and said:
"I've been attacked so many times in the corridor, and even a Ninth Tier expert made a move. If I