In the Capital City, where a curfew was enforced, the sky gradually darkened. Apart from the occasional patrol of soldiers, Gao Zhijian saw nothing else.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" The noise from behind made Gao Zhijian turn around in confusion. He immediately saw the innkeeper standing on a table, holding a chopstick in his left hand and tapping it against a bowl in his right. A disturbingly wide smile was plastered on his face.
"Esteemed guests! It seems none of you will be able to return home tonight and will have to stay here. However, our inn only has three premium rooms and six standard rooms. Heh heh, if I just assigned them directly, I'm afraid some of you would object. So how about this: the highest bidder gets the room?"
"I'm not trying to take advantage of the situation here! Those who don't get a room can still sleep on the floor. Our inn offers great value, and a spot on the floor is only one hundred Patterned Money!"
