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As soon as the proprietress finished speaking, all the monsters in the lobby became excited.

The white-haired monster was woken up and looked around in confusion. He was dazed for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Little brother, the Wanbao Conference that I have been waiting for for a hundred years is finally about to begin!"

I smiled and nodded. In fact, I was curious and nervous, and worried that the two cats would cause me trouble.

The white-haired monster didn't notice my emotions. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "The big shots in the underworld will show up soon. They are the ones who will estimate our moral values ​​for us."

"Them? There's more than one."

"Well, they usually don't appear alone. Don't be nervous when they come over later." The white-haired monster smiled vaguely.

"Are they fierce?" I didn't understand what the white-haired monster meant.

"Haha, you'll understand when you meet them later. But don't worry, little brother, no matter what crimes you commit outside, they won't make things difficult for you at San Guan's Hun Lai Inn."

"I understand, thank you, Senior Bai, for your guidance."

I am very grateful to this white-haired monster for telling me so much and making me less blinded in this strange and weird place.

Although it is for the sake of Wangyoujiu, I feel that it is more approachable than other monsters.

However, I don’t know its origin, so I still feel a little wary of him.

When the monsters were excited enough, the proprietress clapped her hands and signaled everyone to silence.

"I believe all the guests already know what we are going to do next. But as the proprietress of Hunlai Inn, I still have to give you two more instructions."

"Two men will soon give you an estimate of your net worth. Everyone knows their temperament and will not tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes. Anyone who dares to question or speak nonsense will do so at their own risk."

"It concerns everyone's moral integrity, so please be cautious."

"Otherwise, all the wealth will be confiscated, and not only will nothing be left behind, but a handful of rice will be lost. Wouldn't this hundred years of waiting be in vain?"

The monsters nodded in agreement. With the lessons learned from the two blood-water monsters, I believe no one would dare to act recklessly.

The landlady's shrewd and charming eyes scanned the lobby, she shook her fan and showed a satisfied smile.

Next, she cleared her throat and shouted loudly: "Please invite the seventh master, the eighth master!"

My heart skipped a beat.

Seventh Master and Eighth Master, could it be?

I stared at the second floor with wide eyes.

Soon, my suspicion was confirmed.

The door behind the proprietress opened, and two men in black and white suits walked out slowly.

He was tall and thin, and his face was pale. His appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could feel the oppressive coldness.

It's really them!

The seventh master and eighth master I once met on the hearse.

No wonder he is a big shot from the underworld.

I don’t know if they still recognize me.

Even if you recognize him, it doesn't matter. The white-haired monster said that Hunlai Inn is a place where no one cares, and they will not embarrass the guests of the inn.

Two figures, one black and one white, stood on the second floor with expressionless faces.

They obviously did nothing, but there seemed to be a shadow hanging over the lobby.

The originally lively lobby suddenly became extremely quiet, and you could clearly hear the sound even if a pin dropped.

The pretty waitress who looked like a butterfly withdrew, and the monsters sat awkwardly in their seats, looking uneasy.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, please." The proprietress put away her frivolous tone, smiled and made a respectful gesture to the two of them.

The seventh and eighth masters didn't look at her again, and their cold eyes scanned all the monsters in the lobby.

It's just a shallow glance, but it seems to be able to penetrate everything, and all the past can't be hidden.

Some monsters couldn't withstand the pressure and lowered their heads.

During this process, even the proprietress stopped her charming smile and looked serious.

I was in a state of confusion, feeling the cold gaze sweeping over me, and I buried my head.

His eyes stayed on me for two or three seconds before slowly moving away.

I don’t know if it’s my mental illusion, but I felt that the cold gaze fell on me longer than other monsters.

In fact, it only took half a cup of tea for the two men to look away.

As soon as the pressure was relieved, the monsters breathed a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere became tense and expectant, as everyone was waiting for the evaluation results.

The seventh and eighth masters on the second floor looked at each other expressionlessly, then took out a handful of yellow paper from somewhere, waved their hands, and sprinkled it downstairs.

In the brightly lit ancient inn, pieces of yellow paper fell one after another.

The monsters raised their heads and stared at the yellow paper, looking for their own part in it.

The yellow paper fell into the hands of the monsters. There was only one piece of paper in each hand, definitely not more.

The monsters held the yellow paper and glanced at it eagerly with different expressions.

My table with the white-haired monster was no exception.

After getting the yellow paper, I looked down and was dumbfounded.

My yellow paper is blank, with nothing on it.

Is it the way I opened it that's wrong?

I looked back and forth twice, and I was pretty sure that the yellow paper that fell into my hand was blank.

But the reactions of other monsters clearly told me that there must be something written on the yellow paper, maybe it was the number of marks for the moral value.

Including the white-haired monster.

After looking at its own yellow paper, it narrowed its eyes, calmed its expression, and carefully rolled up the yellow paper.

"Senior Bai, you" I said softly.

But the white-haired monster immediately made a stop gesture to me, and then tilted his head towards the second floor.

I looked up.

Two shadows, one black and one white, were still standing on it. The monsters did not dare to say anything after getting the yellow paper.

I suppressed my doubts and was about to look away when the two men, one black and one white, suddenly turned their heads.

He glanced at me with cold eyes, and then returned to the room on the second floor.

The door was closed, leaving only two faint shadows reflected on the window paper.

"Guests, you all know your worth. Let's rest for a while. The Wanbao Conference will begin soon!"

The landlady smiled and shouted loudly, and the lobby became lively again.

The butterfly-like waiter flew out and opened a black curtain in front of the lobby, revealing a small stage.

But now it's empty, there's nothing there.

Even so, the monsters in the lobby couldn't wait. Some looked at the yellow paper in their hands repeatedly, and some were eager to try.

"Senior Bai, I want to ask." I looked around and looked at it and said.

"Little brother, I know what you want to ask, but you can't judge other people's worth randomly."

The white-haired monster took a sip of wine, his eyes shining with excitement.

"No, I want to ask, what is written on this yellow paper is our moral value, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, right?"

"It's natural. Those two gentlemen are famous for being fair, strict and unreasonable, and they don't even bother to get along with us."

The white-haired monster suddenly stopped and looked at me strangely.

"Little brother, isn't there something wrong with your moral character?"