You Can't Stay a Virgin

Zhao Han had thought it was a shady inn. Otherwise, why take so many turns? As it turned out, it was a "legitimate" inn.

The old man chuckled.

"Sir, we have three kinds of rooms: Heaven, Earth, and Human. Those noises are coming from the Human and Earth rooms. The Heaven rooms are soundproof, so you won't hear a thing."

"Also, all the girls here are locals. They took up this line of work because they needed money. They're good-looking, and the prices are fair."

"Give us two Heaven rooms, and have a table of local specialties sent to my room. No women, thanks. Just tell me how much it'll cost." Zhao Han waved a hand.

Zhao Si looked disappointed. He licked his lips, then forced himself to hold back.

The old man seemed a little regretful. After thinking it over, he named an exorbitant price. "A Heaven room costs one hundred taels of silver, and a table of food costs one hundred taels. Three hundred taels in total."

Three hundred taels. That was quite a lot. The prices here were really steep.

Zhao Han didn't bother quibbling over such a paltry sum.

After all, this was Black Tortoise County, surrounded by demons. Supplies were scarce, and getting them here required people to risk their lives. It was only natural that prices were high.

Zhao Han had more silver and gold in his spatial storage than he could ever use. He might as well flaunt his wealth and give them a hand.

"Go make the arrangements!"

He took out a thirty-tael gold ingot and tossed it over. The old man's eyes lit up as he caught it with practiced ease, then bit down hard with his few remaining teeth. His face instantly broke into a smile as he led them