"Ah! No way!" The innkeeper thought he had heard wrong. There were actually representatives from Windless City's Mystic Association participating in the competition. Moreover, how could there be such ugly mystics? It was too unbelievable!
"Do you think I would lie to you?" Lan Ming glared at him angrily. Hmph! These bastards who judge others by their appearance will suffer if they anger that little girl. He couldn't help gloating at the thought!
"No, no. Why would President Lan lie to me!" the innkeeper hurriedly said. To be honest, he really didn't think very highly of the ugly mystics Lan Ming brought.
"Then quickly arrange rooms for us!" Lan Ming said impatiently. Hmph! These snobbish fellows will be taught a lesson sooner or later.
"President Lan, there are only two rooms left," the innkeeper said with a troubled expression.
