At one-thirty in the afternoon, the sun was scorching. The dusty, slightly uneven street radiated blistering heat, warping the air.
The dust-covered taxi pulled over by the roadside. Not far ahead stood the archway of Wuhen Hotel.
Zhang Yuanqing slung on his backpack, put on a baseball cap and mask, then opened the door and got out.
"Young man, are you heading back to Songhai? I can wait for you!"
The middle-aged driver leaned his head out and warmly called after him.
Though he had already made a satisfying profit from this trip, he still wanted to earn another fare.
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and turned back. "I'll be going back tonight. Why don't you wait?"
"Take care!" The driver stepped on the gas and drove off.
Zhang Yuanqing lowered the brim of his cap and strode across the empty parking spaces in front of the hotel before pushing open the lobby doors.
A powerful blast of cold air swept over him. Zhang Yuanqing perked up, feeling refreshed all over.
Auntie Little Round stood behind the counter, still dressed in her uniform of a white shirt and burgundy blazer. She was tall and curvaceous, with strikingly beautiful features.
Little Round glanced at him and said flatly, "Come with me!"
With that, she left the counter and headed deeper into the hotel, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.
Why was this woman's attitude hot and cold? Zhang Yuanqing hurried after her and entered the elevator.
The two arrived on the third floor. Little Round took out an employee card from her pocket and swiped open Room 306.
"The Level 3 Bewitching Demon you wanted has around 30% to 60% experience. He was quite strong—the leader of a criminal gang in Gold Mountain City. He did plenty of utterly