The older man looked at Qin Ran in surprise.
Clearly, he had not expected Qin Ran to answer like that.
Likewise, neither the girl in the distance nor the innkeeper had expected such an answer from Qin Ran.
The former's gaze at Qin Ran grew increasingly curious.
As for the latter?
He slapped the table and burst out laughing.
Amid the laughter, the older man shrugged. He was exceptionally well-mannered, showing no anger at all. Instead, he gave Qin Ran a hat-tip salute.
"Apparently, today is not the time for a conversation. I hope we can speak calmly next time."
"Sweet dreams."
"Good night."
With that, the older man returned to the girl's side, and the two left the inn together.
Before heading out, the girl turned around to look at Qin Ran and boldly called out, "Remember, my name is Mier!"
Qin Ran did not respond at all.
With the older man and Mier gone, the hall suddenly emptied, leaving only Lagren and Qin Ran.
Watching Qin Ran slowly eat the grilled fish, the innkeeper thought for a moment before bringing out another large pot of grilled fish from the kitchen.
Clearly, this was all the inn had left in stock.
"There won't be any other guests tonight."
"If you don't mind, it's all yours."
"No charge. I'll have to make more tomorrow morning anyway."
That was what the innkeeper said.
Qin Ran found it difficult to refuse food. Even though it tasted ordinary, a trace of softness appeared on his cold face as he nodded slightly.
"Thank you."
Qin Ran thanked him again.
"You really are a strange one!"
"But aren't people like you all strange?"
Seeing Qin Ran thank him so politely, the innkeeper could not help shaking his head as he set down the large pot.