"Fellow Daoist, we meet again."
The old woman's eyes lit up when she saw Wang Ba.
Wang Ba's eyelid twitched, and he was just about to pretend he did not know her.
But the managing deacon of the Wooden Tower Residence said, "You know each other? Perfect. Take him to have a look, then. The easternmost room on the Sixth Floor of Bing Building."
"Right away!"
The old woman grinned with delight, her withered mouth revealing gleaming gold dentures.
With that, she caught the room Command Token the deacon tossed over and looked at Wang Ba with a beaming smile.
Helpless, Wang Ba could only hold his nose and follow the old woman.
"I still don't know how to address you, Fellow Daoist..."
Once they had left the Wooden Tower Residence's deacon behind, the old woman began trying to get friendly.
Wang Ba was about to offer a false name offhandedly, but the old woman suddenly slapped her forehead.
"Age really is catching up with me. I just saw your name at the deacon's desk... Fellow Daoist Wang, hehe, there were quite a few misunderstandings earlier. Please don't take them to heart."
Seeing this, Wang Ba decided not to beat around the bush and cupped his hands. "Fellow Daoist Long, I only want a place to stay where I can cultivate in peace. I don't wish to get involved in anything else."
"No involvement, none at all!"
The old woman hurriedly waved her hands. "I know you're a dedicated cultivator with exceptional self-control, Fellow Daoist Wang. How could I let those little vixens waste your time?"
"But are you really not considering sharing a room with a female cultivator? Not only would your rent be halved, you might even..."
After a moment's hesitation, Wang Ba shook his head with difficulty.