The shopkeeper's brows knitted together at the sight, "Honored guest, you're not going to tell me that you don't have any money to pay the bill, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xuan gave an awkward laugh, "I'm a bit short on cash at the moment. Is it possible to run a tab? Or maybe offer something as collateral?"
"Apologies, honored guest, our inn does not accept credit or collateral." The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a bit scornful. He thought to himself that although this fellow looked the part, he was nothing more than a pauper.
Could his bright yellow Feiyu Suit be a fake?
