Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

With a shout from the man, a gaunt servant hurriedly walked out through the rain.

He stumbled into the house, his back hunched, ignoring the rain soaking him to the bone, and accepted the hat from his master with both hands.

"It's parked, Second Master!"

The man called Second Master slapped him across the face, saying, "Stop dawdling! Can't you hurry up and arrange a place for me to stay?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The servant wiped the rain off his face, glanced into the room, and finally fixed his gaze on Thirteen, bowing respectfully.

"Young man, please arrange a superior room for me."

Thirteen glanced at the Second Master and said coldly, "There are no more superior rooms available."

"What?!" Second Master was indeed furious upon hearing this: "Your inn is so big, and you don't have any superior rooms?"

Despite his loud and boisterous pronouncements, Thirteen remained unfazed and replied, "Indeed, no."

Second Master's thick eyebrows shot up, and he immediately walked up to Thirteen, grabbed his clothes, and almost lifted him off the ground.

However, at that moment, someone nearby shouted at him, "Stop!"

After watching the "show" unfold for a while, Yu Shaoqing couldn't hold back any longer.

He was already secretly rubbing his hands together, eager for a fight: "No wonder they say bullies are annoying; today I've truly witnessed it firsthand!"

Upon hearing this, the second master immediately glanced at him sideways and cursed, "Pretty boy, mind your own business, you know—"

Before he could finish speaking, the "pretty boy" strode forward and, before he could even see what was happening, he was struck in several places and his legs gave way, causing him to kneel down in front of the other man.

"..."

Yu Lang looked down at the second master and asked, "Why such a grand gesture upon our first meeting?"

Second Master's face turned bright red. He tried to get up, but the other person pressed down on his shoulder, and he was unable to move for a moment.

Has he encountered a master?

Seeing that his master was being restrained, the servants nearby came over and knelt down in front of Yu Lang, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Young master, my second master has a bad temper. Offending him was absolutely unintentional! Please, sir, be magnanimous and spare my second master's life..."

Hearing the servant's words, Yu Lang frowned: "What kind of bastard are you? He beats and scolds you all the time, and you're going to plead for him?"

The servant didn't dare to raise his head, and said, "What are you saying, young master? I am the second master's servant. Let alone being beaten or scolded, even if the second master wanted to kill me, I would have no complaints."

"Outrageous."

Yu Lang had nothing to say to the servant, so he warned the Second Master, "You can hit your servant, I have nothing to say, but this shop assistant didn't provoke you. If you dare to hurt anyone again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Although the second master was resentful, he didn't dare to take advantage of him verbally, and only shouted, "Let me go at once!"

Yu Lang released his grip and stepped aside.

Having lost face in front of everyone, the second master turned around and vented his anger on the servant, immediately kicking him twice.

The servant, having taken both kicks, still managed a forced smile, saying, "Second Master, please calm down..."

"What's there to calm down about? I get angry just looking at you!"

As he was saying this, he was about to kick again, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he tripped himself and fell face-first into the mud.

His action made Yu Lang and Yan Zhengchu burst into laughter.

Ren Fengjue glanced at Xia Ximo subconsciously.

She stood quietly in the corner, her face cold, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

What no one noticed was that her finger, hanging under her sleeve, was secretly exerting force.

Second Master tripped and fell to the ground "unprepared", looking extremely disheveled.

This fueled his anger even more.

After getting up, he wanted to try again, but he fell again in the same way.

He was tall and strong, and after falling twice, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, and finally had to stop.

"Get me a room! Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The servant had no choice but to walk up to Thirteen again, hand over a string of cash according to the price on the room rate board, and said, "Please arrange a medium-sized room for me, young man."

Having already received the silver ingots, Thirteen didn't care about this string of cash anymore. He reluctantly accepted it, but asked, "Are you two only asking for one room?"

Before the second master could speak, the servant immediately chimed in, "The room is for the second master; I'll just stand guard at the door."

"..."

Thirteen snorted coldly, went up the stairs, and repeated the store's rules again.

"There's no hot water, no food, and they can't serve you whenever you call..."

Hearing him say that, the second master was naturally unhappy again.

"What a shabby place! They don't even have hot water or food!"

Thirteen gave him a cold look and continued, "There's an upper room in this shop where people often die, so there aren't many customers, and I'm the only waiter. I'm too busy to handle everything."

Upon hearing this, the second master's arrogance inexplicably subsided.

On second thought, the store was indeed somewhat cold and scary, and he had been having a lot of bad luck ever since he entered.

Could it be because of the dead?

Thinking this to myself, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Just then, a muffled clap of thunder exploded in the sky, and a torrential downpour began.

When the Second Master looked at the gloomy inn again, he felt even more uneasy.

Thirteen, who was walking ahead, seemed to have read his mind and immediately stopped to mock him, "What? Scared? Don't dare to stay?"

Sensing the disdain in his tone, Second Master Liao immediately forced a smile and said, "Second Master Liao fears neither heaven nor earth, afraid of ghosts? Humph!"

Thirteen gave another cold laugh, leading the master and servant through the "Earth" class of the main house, down a corridor, and then pushing open a door.

"This is the one."

The servant went in first to light the lamps, and when Master Liao saw the state of the room, he was even more dissatisfied.

But the rain outside showed no signs of stopping, and the master and servant had been wandering around the town for a long time before finally finding this inn.

So even if someone had actually died here, he had no other choice.

"Never mind, I'll just have to make do!"

"What a lousy place! Close down as soon as possible!"

"What are you all standing there for? Find me some clothes!"

As Thirteen listened to the Second Master's cursing, a strange light flashed in his eyes, but in the end he said nothing and turned to leave.

When he reached the door of the "Earth" room, he picked up the chain on the ground, locked the door again, and then slowly went downstairs.

The crowd downstairs was still waiting for him.

Thirteen stepped forward on his own initiative and said coldly, "Ask anything else you want to ask."

Ren Fengjue didn't mince words and said directly, "I want to know what exactly happened to the first person who died in this inn half a year ago. Think about it carefully."

This time, Thirteen finally stopped being stubborn.

He curled his lips into a cold, mocking smile and said, "It wasn't just one person who died back then."

"What?"

"But nine."