Hotel Manager: "..."
He looked at the mess and ruins before him, feeling as if his heart was bleeding!
Although he was just the hotel lobby manager, in reality, the hotel was run by his family and was meant for him to inherit. He knew very well the amount of money spent to build the main hot spring pool!
Several million...
Gone!
However, when his gaze shifted to the "corpses" lying on the ground, he couldn't help but jump up, his eyes red, and scream: "What is that? What is that? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill anyone?"
Without the hot spring, it could be rebuilt. At worst, business would be delayed for a while, as the hotel guests were tourists from all over the country who were transient anyway, so they didn't fear not having people to stay!
But if a dozen people really died today, how the hell would you run a hotel?
Xu Yang: "..."
It was at that point that he remembered the receptionist and the dozen or so disciples of the Great Priest of Xuan Mountain Temple!
