Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

Brilliant City.

Recently, the Immortal Gate Conference, which is held once every hundred years, has begun. Huanghui City has become more prosperous than ever before. The city is crowded with people, stalls are everywhere, and almost all inns and restaurants are full.

During the day, you can see performances by actors and dancers on the singing and dancing stages, and on the river cruise boats there are people playing the piano and music, with cheers and applause everywhere.

There is no curfew in Huanghui City at night. At night, the flow of people not only does not decrease, but increases several times, and the lights and decorations make it even more lively.

Because of this, the restaurant's rooms were fully booked and many monks were unable to book a good room.

At this time, in one of the best restaurants in Huanghui City, several monks dressed in Xuanxing Sect clothing were bargaining with the restaurant owner in dissatisfaction.

"Aren't there several first-class rooms? Why can we only be given second-class rooms? Do you know who we are? We are the inner disciples of Xuanxing Sect!"

The leading monk pointed at the room signs on the wall behind the shopkeeper, and five of the best rooms were shown as empty!

The shopkeeper was sweating and explained quickly, "Don't be angry, immortals. These five rooms were booked at a high price several days ago, but they haven't moved in yet. According to the date, they will arrive today, and I haven't had time to hang up the sign yet."

The monks were even more unhappy when they heard this, but now there were people watching everywhere, and they had to protect the reputation of Xuanxing Sect, so they could only resist the urge to teach the shopkeeper a lesson, and patiently said:

"Since they haven't checked in yet, this room should be given to us. We'll just give you a higher price. You can't let us live with you... ordinary people."

As he said this, he glanced at a girl who came out of an ordinary room, unable to hide his disgust.

The girl was dressed simply, in black, with a cross-collared, narrow-sleeved robe, and a sword at her waist. She was dressed like a knight, not gorgeous but not shameful either.

As if he realized they were talking about him, Zun Jin didn't care. He just came to the counter and said seriously: "Shopkeeper, I counted and found that two of the fruits delivered this morning were bad. I think you should refund me the three cents for these bad fruits."

"puff."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was sweating profusely and before he could react, the monks of Xuanxing Sect sneered first.

Since joining Xuanxing Sect, Song Weicheng has become the inner disciple of Elder Liang Tianliang. This time, he was not selected to participate in the Immortal Sect Conference, but came to Huanghui City to sell things. He was already in a bad mood.

I just want to buy a good place to live but I can't.

For the sake of his reputation and face, he condescended to bargain with the innkeeper in a nice manner. The innkeeper did not appreciate it, but now he saw the mortal he despised embarrassed in front of him. He could not help but sneer at the innkeeper and said,

"Why, you want us to live with this guy who haggles over every penny?"

The restaurant owner didn't bother to pay attention to Zun Jin, and hurriedly asked the waiter to take out a few coins to send Zun Jin away first, while he tried to respond: "Fairies, it's not that we don't want to sell you the best rooms, it's that these rooms are really reserved..."

Song Weicheng interrupted the shopkeeper impatiently and said directly: "Just tell me how much gold they spent, and I will pay three times the price!"

Seeing that Song Weicheng had said so much, the shopkeeper sighed silently in his heart. He didn't dare to provoke anyone, so he could only speak honestly: "To be honest, the people who booked these rooms paid 100 spirit stones for each room!"

"How many?!"

Song Weicheng almost choked.

Several other monks also widened their eyes.

Spiritual stones are more valuable than gold. How could someone spend 100 spirit stones to book a room, and book five rooms at once? !

Even in the current Huanghui City, this is the first time to book a room in this way!

Song Weicheng's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Boss, if you don't want to sell it to us, just tell us directly. Don't say such ridiculous things to deceive us! We are not fools!"

As he spoke, he slapped the table in front of him, and several cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the table. The loud noise attracted the attention of everyone around him.

The shopkeeper is about to cry now.

He refused to sell the house, but these monks insisted on buying it. He finally mustered up the courage to offend them and decided to sell it, but they accused him of being a liar.

It’s never over!

But the other party was a cultivator, and he, a mere mortal, could not afford to offend him no matter what. He could only rack his brains to find a way to appease Song Weicheng.

Before he could say any words of comfort, Zun Jin on the side glanced sideways and responded to what Song Weicheng had said before:

"Every penny is the hard-earned money of the people. Is there anything wrong with haggling over such matters?"

Song Weicheng let out a "ha", he really couldn't stand it anymore, his expression suddenly changed, he grabbed Zun Jin by the collar, pulled her in front of him, his voice became a little colder:

"Hey, mortal, I see that you are no longer a child. You know who you can mess with and who you can't mess with. I advise you to be careful with your words."

"Children won't cause trouble here."

Who would have thought that a crisp sentence would suddenly come from behind.

Song Weicheng turned around and saw a little girl with two pigtails standing behind him. The little girl had a beautiful face and seemed to be able to melt people's hearts with just one look. At this moment, she looked up at him and said:

"And what this sister said is also true. A few cents is still money. It's not your money you're spending, so of course you won't be fussy about it."

Song Weicheng didn't expect that even a young girl would dare to speak to him in such a presumptuous tone today, and he immediately dropped Zun Jin in his hand.

Just when I wanted to show this little girl what I can do, she looked directly at the shopkeeper and took out the room card she had reserved and said, "Shopkeeper, five first-class rooms."

Song Weicheng's action of grabbing the person suddenly froze.

"Did you book these five rooms?" he asked in disbelief.

"My brother ordered it."

Yu Xi didn't even look at him.

When she came, she was still worried that they might have nowhere to stay, but halfway through she learned that Zhong Xian had already booked a room in the best restaurant in Huanghui City and could stay there anytime.

They thought they didn't have to worry about accommodation, but as soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw that there were monks who wanted to steal their rooms.

The shopkeeper felt so excited when he saw Yu Xi that it was like seeing his own ancestor. His legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

"You are finally here. These rooms are reserved for you."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly confirmed the room card in Yu Xi's hand and the location of the vacant room hanging on the wall. At the same time, he called the waiter to take Yu Xi to her room.

But why is there only this little girl here? Her family should have booked five rooms, right? Where did her family go?

The little girl was wearing the finest embroidery. Although there was no gold or silver on her head, the pearls on the two silk flowers were obviously priceless treasures. Most people would not sew such pearls on small silk flowers that could be easily lost.

There must be someone following such a delicate young lady. Could it be that she is not here now?

This is bad!

The little girl's family was away, and she had provoked the monks from the Great Immortal Sect...