The hotel waitress trembled. Her expression showed how hesitant she was, but she still clung tightly to Dai Mubai's suit.
"Young Master Dai, you can't leave! The reception area suffered so much damage-you have to pay for it, or the boss will beat me to death!" the waitress shouted, mustering her courage.
Dai Mubai turned to look at the reception area, which lay in ruins.
Then he looked at the two unconscious girls buried beneath the sofa.
He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
Then he took a money pouch from his waist.
On another street in Suotuo City.
Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Xiao Wu were walking along the street.
Xiao Wu held Zhu Zhuqing's left hand, her delicate pink face wearing an adorably fierce expression. "Hmph! If Little San hadn't held me back today, I would've given that scumbag a good beating!"
"Oh, you. How could a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster like you beat a Three-Ring Soul Elder? Wake up, Xiao Wu," Tang San said, rolling his eyes in exasperation.
Suddenly, a hotel ahead on the left side of the street caught his attention.
It was a white, two-story building with a very ordinary entrance. A sign hung above the doors, bearing several large characters in bold, sweeping strokes like dragons soaring and phoenixes dancing.
"Suotuo Peace Hotel"
A neon light hung on either side of the large lettering.
Beneath the neon lights and the large lettering were several lines of smaller text, one of which put Tang San at ease.
A faint smile appeared on Tang San's face. He pointed ahead to the left with his right hand. "Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, let's stay at that hotel tonight!"
Xiao Wu looked in the direction Tang San pointed and read the sign aloud. "Suotuo Peace Hotel.