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"Eighteen."
"Impossible," Nan Feng looked at his rather delicate face.
"Seventeen."
"Lower."
"Alright, fifteen."
"Younger than me," Nan Feng said and then asked, "So the Inn isn't yours, You took it by force? What happened to the original owner?"
"..." The waiter looked at Nan Feng: "You figured that out?"
"You're obviously not professional."
"I tied up the original Inn owners, a couple. But I didn't do anything to them. I let them go just before I came out."
Nan Feng immediately moved a bit away from the waiter, looking at him with utter disdain, "Stay away from me."
"That couple was so stingy. If I hadn't tied them up, you wouldn't have been able to stay at the Inn at all. Even if you did, you would have been robbed in the middle of the night. They're a pair of black-hearted people, who knows how many they've cheated," the waiter defended himself.
"So you consider yourself a chivalrous hero, then? What's your name?" Nan Feng continued.
