Tang Hao Brought His Wife and Child to the Angel Hotel, Secretly Mapping Routes with Worry in His Heart

The next morning, sunlight pierced the clouds and spilled across Spirit City's bluestone streets, lending an even greater solemnity to this city at the heart of the soul master world.

Tang Hao held their sleeping child while Ah Yin linked her arm through his. The three stood before the Angel Hotel, gazing up at the white building soaring into the clouds. Fine golden patterns adorned its outer walls, and the angel statue at its summit gleamed with a sacred radiance in the sunlight, displaying all the luxury and grandeur of a Qian Family property.

"So this is the Angel Hotel? It looks magnificent."

Curiosity filled Ah Yin's eyes as her fingertips gently brushed a stone pillar carved with wing patterns beside the entrance.

"I just wonder whether staying here will be too expensive..."

Tang Hao patted the back of her hand, deliberately keeping his tone light.

"Don't worry. It's not often I bring you and our child out. Naturally, we should stay somewhere the best."

Despite his words, he was secretly calculating his finances. When he had left the Auction House last night, most of his remaining Gold Soul Coins had gone toward pills. If the hotel's prices exceeded his expectations, he would have to find another way.

As they entered the lobby, a mellow fragrance greeted them. Deep blue carpeting covered the floor, gilded pillars stood on either side, and several attendants in white uniforms were guiding guests with practiced efficiency.

Behind the front desk, a woman with an elegant high bun and carefully applied makeup raised her head. A professional smile appeared on her face, and her voice was gentle yet clear.

"Hello, welcome to the Angel Hotel. How may I help you?"

"Give me your best room."

Tang Hao stepped forward and gently passed the child in