Moreover, the Martial Dao tournament isn't in a rush; there are still several days to go.
"Guo Yi," Liu Qian looked at Guo Yi awkwardly, saying, "All the rooms here at the old master's place are basically occupied. Do you think this room is okay? If it's really not acceptable, I'll go to a hotel and book a room for you. It should be more comfortable than here!"
"It doesn't matter!" Guo Yi shook his head.
"Well... then I must impose on you," Liu Qian, although she hadn't seen Guo Yi for ten years, this didn't affect the relationship between them. Liu Qian was the only one among the Lius who could get along with Guo Yi. The others basically hated him to the bone, having lived in his shadow since childhood. Now that Guo Yi has fallen on hard times, who wouldn't want to stomp him underfoot?
"It's not imposing!" Guo Yi shook his head and said, "During the days when I was on the run, I've stayed in pigsties and slept under bridges. Which place wasn't stronger than this?"
