Would he keep capturing people, then use them for his own ends?
As Qin Xi thought about it, he felt that really might be the case.
He kept looking at the owner and asked him, "How long has this been happening?"
The owner thought it over carefully, then said, "Only within this past year. Nothing like this happened before."
Qin Xi became even more certain in his heart that this had to be the Masked Man's doing. He just did not know whether, aside from the Mediocre Death God and the Unreliable God of Ninja World, he also had forces of his own.
But thinking about it, if he was throwing his weight around in this place all on his own, he definitely had subordinates of his own too.
After Qin Xi chatted with the owner for a while, he saw the waiter bring up several dishes: two plates of greens and two meat dishes. They looked complete in color, aroma, and flavor.
Qin Xi, Daoist Yangmei, and the others really were extremely hungry.
Daoist Yangmei looked at the dishes and said to Qin Xi, "It feels like I haven't seen food like this in three days. I feel like I'm about to start drooling."
Seeing Daoist Yangmei's embarrassing look, Qin Xi did not feel like saying much to him. He was always this lazy and sloppy.
Qin Xi said to them, "Since everyone's hungry now, hurry up and eat."
The inn owner no longer disturbed Qin Xi and the others. After asking everything he wanted to ask, he went off smiling to attend to other guests.
After Qin Xi and the others finished eating, they returned to their rooms. They all sat in Qin Xi's room.
Qin Xi said to them, "The people in this place stop going out