Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 813 Immortals are different, girls are rude

Lin Qingluo led the horse and smiled at Mimi: "We came all the way, sold a lot of specialties brought from the Western Regions, and made a lot of money. Next, it's time to change to Nanxun local specialties."

"Haha, I like the feeling of spending money the most."

All the young men were overjoyed when they heard the words, and Shitou even laughed loudly with his mouth open, terrified.

A young disciple wearing the costume of Fengyue Pavilion walked out of the inn not far away, came to Lin Qingluo, and bowed with his hands together.

"Excuse me, is this young master's surname Lin? My pavilion master is here to invite you."

The laughter of the young men stopped abruptly.

Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows lightly, slightly surprised: "There are still three days before the opening of the secret place, has the pavilion master arrived yet?"

The disciple of Fengyue Pavilion avoids the important and ignores the trivial: "The master of the pavilion has arranged a place for young master Lin to rest. Right now, he is in the welcoming small building, waiting for all the young masters to visit."

Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly: "Please lead the way."

"Young master, please follow me."

The Fengyue Pavilion disciple nodded slightly, then turned around and led the way.

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Welcome small building.

The only high-end inn in the town is surrounded by rockery and green bamboos, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and beautiful scenery.

There are hundreds of attendants in the inn, all of whom are immortals, and their personal cultivation is above the second level of Qi training.

Lin Qingluo led a group of young men, and followed the disciples of Fengyue Pavilion, to the welcoming guest building. When he first entered the gate, he felt something was wrong and stopped involuntarily.

On both sides of the road leading to the main building of the inn, stood a dozen or so girls with haughty expressions, cold brows, and full of scrutiny, holding their swords in their arms.

More than a dozen gazes of unknown meaning converged on a group of young men, sizing them up from head to toe, making people involuntarily have the illusion that the meat on the sticky board can be cut at will.

"Young master, please follow me, the pavilion master is waiting for you in the living room."

The disciples of Fengyue Pavilion who were leading the way were still very obedient, as if they didn't see the rudeness of the girls.

"Senior brother, may I take the liberty to ask?"

Lin Qingluo raised his brows lightly, showing a bit of impatience: "The welcoming guest building doesn't seem to be the place we should come to. I don't know what the Pavilion Master meant by inviting us here?"

"Hmph, I don't know what's good or bad!"

Before the disciples of Fengyue Pavilion opened their mouths, they gathered together on both sides of the road with haughty expressions, and immediately there was an angry reprimand.

"A mere mortal, but instead questioned the decision of the pavilion master."

"That's right, let you come to welcome Xiaozhu, because I think highly of you."

"The pavilion master has kind thoughts in his heart, allowing you to stay here temporarily, so why not pretend to be a hypocrite."

"Hehe, that's how it is..."

Lin Qingluo sneered, deliberately pulling a long tone, as if suddenly enlightened.

Then the topic changed, and the seemingly sincere thanks were actually politely refused.

"Since that's the case, this senior brother, please report back to the Pavilion Master for me. We appreciate the Pavilion Master's kindness."

"It's not that we don't know what is good or bad, and don't accept the kindness of the pavilion master. In fact, immortals are different. The welcoming small building is not a place to stay for a long time. I will leave now and won't disturb everyone."

"Farewell!"

All the young men were already furious when they heard it, and they wished they could leave without leaving.

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"Wait!"

Two zither sounds came from the living room, hovering over the inn, and the gentle and soft voice of Fengyue Pavilion master clearly entered the ears of every attendant in the inn.

"The owner of the pavilion and Miss Lin are close friends, so you must not be negligent, and secretly speculate and criticize."

(end of this chapter)