Another month, or so, had passed in the blink of an eye.
Ye Fan continued his daily routine, riding his imperial bed through the air, with his two senior sisters flying on their swords to his sides.
Elder Er and Master Xie Yan sat on the bed, lost in thought, occasionally letting out unnerving, eerie laughs.
"Hehehehe... Hehehehe..."
Fortunately, after this period of exposure, Ye Fan and his two senior sisters had grown accustomed to it.
Although the two old men's behavior was indeed peculiar, they hadn't made any dangerous moves.
As evening approached, the group arrived before an inn.
The innkeeper was dozing at the counter.
It wasn't because business was slow.
The inn had been packed every day during this time; business couldn't have been better.
It was just that things had become somewhat dull.
Watching large sums of money flow into the accounts daily could become tiresome after a while.
In the innkeeper's words, money was just numbers after you looked at it for too long.
At this moment, he finally understood the sentiment of 'regarding wealth as dirt.'
"Innkeeper, get this young master a premium room!" Just as the innkeeper was feeling bored, a voice called out from the front.
The innkeeper looked up and saw a plump young master staring at him impatiently, his eyes filled with a sense of superiority and disdain.
In truth, 'plump' didn't quite capture the essence; the young master's waistline was nearly as large as his height...
However, the young master's attire clearly indicated immense wealth.
The expensive trinkets he wore were a given, and he even had gold teeth...
He practically exuded a damnable aura of disdain for wealth!
The innkeeper was a man with his own temper. Being treated with such an attitude and tone by a fatty naturally made him quite unhappy.
"Certainly!" The innkeeper replied with a plastered smile. "You've arrived just in time, young master. We happen to have only one premium room left. You are truly blessed!"
Although the innkeeper was displeased, he possessed the basic professional demeanor of an innkeeper.
He could swear that it had nothing to do with whether the other party had money or not!
Just then, Ye Fan and his group entered.
"Innkeeper, please get us five premium rooms." Ye Fan approached the counter and said politely.
"Four will suffice," Elder Er added. "Master Xie Yan and I will share a room."
"Precisely!" Master Xie Yan nodded affirmingly. "We have very important matters to discuss tonight and cannot be separated!"
"You're too late. The last premium room has already been reserved by this young master," the innkeeper hadn't even spoken before Young Master Qiu cut in. "What business do a bunch of poor people have staying in premium rooms?"
His words were full of arrogance and the air of a nouveau riche, and even his gold-filled teeth reflected a blinding golden light.
Ye Fan was visibly stunned.
The clothes they wore were treasures, far beyond ordinary attire.
Yet, according to this 'Qiu' fellow, they were poor?
"Guests, I apologize, but the last premium room was indeed booked by this gentleman just now." The innkeeper quickly apologized with a smile.
His judgment was far sharper than Young Master Qiu's; he had recognized the extraordinary nature of Ye Fan's group's clothing at a glance.
These were cultivators, beings not to be trifled with!
Whether the sale went through or not was secondary; if he displeased them, he might even lose his life!
"Junior Brother, since that's the case, let's find another place," Senior Sister Zi Bing said calmly.
"Alright, then let's check out other inns," Ye Fan replied.
Young Master Qiu's behavior was certainly annoying, but Ye Fan wasn't at that level where he would stoop to his level.
"Wait." Just as Ye Fan and his group were about to leave, Young Master Qiu spoke up. "Tsk tsk, these two ladies must be tired from their long journey. Why don't you come to my room to rest for a while?"
Ever since Ye Fan's group entered, his gaze had been fixed on Ye Fan's two senior sisters.
Damn, these two girls were too stunning; he had to have them!
At these words, Ye Fan and his companions immediately stopped.
Seeing their unfriendly expressions, Young Master Qiu calmly took out a large bag of gold and silver and placed it on the counter.
Young Master Qiu knew his appearance was slightly lacking, but that was a minor issue.
After all, he had money, didn't he?
This wasn't the first time he had done this; as long as he produced money, the other party would immediately comply.
The two senior sisters glanced at Ye Fan. Beating someone up in public would tarnish their image as celestial maidens.
Ye Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Frankly, if the two senior sisters took action, the entire inn might be leveled.
That scene wouldn't be very pleasant, rather disharmonious.
Ye Fan rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Young Master Qiu.
Young Master Qiu remained utterly calm, even taking out another bag of gold.
So what if they thought he was offering too little? This young master lacked nothing, especially not money!
Initially, he was very composed, confident that Ye Fan would eventually be defeated by his monetary might.
However, when Ye Fan raised his fist, Young Master Qiu panicked...
Wait, this wasn't right?!
How could there be people in this world who didn't love money?
"Ye Fan, hold on," Elder Er stopped him, looking at Young Master Qiu with a serious expression. "This person is sick."
"Indeed, very sick, and needs immediate treatment!" Master Xie Yan chimed in.
Young Master Qiu flared up upon hearing this!
You're the one who's sick, and your whole family is sick!
Just as Young Master Qiu was about to erupt, his gaze met Master Xie Yan's...
Master Xie Yan stared at him with his right eye, while his left eyeball spun wildly.
Up and down!
Left and right!
Young Master Qiu's anger instantly vanished.
He even felt a chill run down his spine...
He was no longer in the mood to fuss about anything else; all he wanted was to escape this place!
"Young man, you cannot leave!" Master Xie Yan grabbed his wrist as Young Master Qiu tried to flee. "Your illness is severe; if you don't get treated, you'll die!"
"Innkeeper, quickly find us a quiet room. We need to save this person urgently!" Elder Er said sternly to the innkeeper.
The innkeeper was stunned and didn't react immediately.
"Hurry, lives are at stake!" Master Xie Yan turned his head and urged.
"Alright, the two of you, follow me!" The innkeeper quickly complied.
When a cultivator elder makes a request, how could he refuse?
Young Master Qiu was so terrified that he couldn't even speak.
He could only shake his head frantically, his eyes filled with pleading.
However, it was useless. He was dragged away by the two elders.
After the innkeeper left, Ye Fan was in a predicament.
Judging by the two old men's demeanor, they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.
If they waited until they were done and then looked for another inn, there might be no rooms left.
After a while, the innkeeper returned with a strange expression.
His face was as if he had seen something terrifying.
"Innkeeper, come, come." Ye Fan beckoned to the innkeeper with a smile.
"Young master... you, you have any instructions..." The innkeeper approached hesitantly.