"Keep your guard up but make sure to look relaxed," was all the warning that Dong Hengmu provided when they entered the large looming inn. Li Weizhen blinks, confused and perhaps a bit overwhelmed, for he had never been to an establishment so grand before.
More importantly, can they really afford to stay at such a place? But it's already too late for apprehension when Dong Hengmu is walking ahead of him, strutting through the large red doors.
Painted maidens welcome their arrival with honeyed voices and permanent smiles. "Welcome Young Masters," they singsong, even when it's obvious that Dong Hengmu is hardly young.
