Not only the youths dressed in the Zephyr Academy's uniform were frightened into running away, but even the other guests in the inn had stared in wide eyed horror and disbelief at the slowly dissipating yellow light from Jun Wu Xie's hand.
A fourteen year old yellow spirit…..
Once news of this spread, it was sure to leave many people shocked!
If they had not seen it for themselves, they would never believe it no matter how many people told them about it.
Having gotten rid of the pesky flies, Jun Wu Xie returned back into the inn and threw out an ingot of silver to the innkeeper.
The flustered innkeeper hurried forward to catch the ingot, his forehead covered in a sheen of sweat.
"Compensation." Jun Wu Xie said simply.
The innkeeper nodded eagerly and did not say another word.
