Creak!
The wooden door opened, and a graceful young girl appeared behind it.
She ignored Pei Yan standing in front of the door and sized up Wang Chen with a cautious gaze.
Pei Yan clamored, "Sister Zi Ling, this Upper Cultivator is looking for a place to stay, and isn't the guest room in your house still vacant? Why not rent it to him for a cheaper price?"
"Wait a minute!"
Before the girl could respond, Wang Chen couldn't hold back any longer, "I said I needed a place to stay, but I never mentioned moving into someone else's home!"
Renting someone's vacant guest room and staying in an inn were two different things; the former inevitably came with some inconveniences.
Especially when the landlord was a young girl of tender years.
Though her features were merely delicate and there was a scar on her face.
