But it was not a man's lecherous gaze upon a woman, it seemed more like a merchant evaluating goods, and he appeared quite satisfied with his assessment.
Little White furrowed her brows slightly, feeling the repulsive gaze and naturally being quite displeased.
She also communicated with her master through a psychic message.
"Master, the gaze of this Shop Assistant is really irritating, and something about this inn feels strange. Can't we change to a different establishment?"
Logan smiled faintly, seeing that his little fox had also sensed something was amiss.
Not bad, that's an improvement.
However, there was no other place to go at the moment; this was the only lodging available.
"Let's endure it for now. It seems we've only found this place within a hundred miles. If we leave here, we'd have to spend the night in the desert, and who knows what we might encounter. Stay vigilant, we're only staying for one night anyway, and we'll leave first thing tomorrow," he said.
