"Is the Inn full? If it is, I can go to another place to eat," Nan Feng was about to leave.
"Wait a moment, Lady," the waiter stopped Nan Feng, "Our Inn is the only one within hundreds of miles, and night is upon us. There could be wild animals at the foot of the mountain. You'd better stay here for the night and leave tomorrow. If you dislike that there are no seats available downstairs, I can cook the dishes and bring them up to your room."
"You still have rooms?" Nan Feng asked doubtfully.
This Inn seemed quite small, probably having only five or six rooms at most, but shouldn't there already be thirty or forty people here for a meal?
"Yes, we have," replied the waiter. "Each group at a table gets one room, and we happen to have one left."
The waiter's tone was filled with disdain for the men sitting there, which was why he seemed particularly welcoming to Nan Feng.
