Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 365 Unbearable to Read

Once the person entered, Huangwu realized that she had no relevant experience or knowledge.

The servants were always managed by Mr. Carrington, and she didn't even need to be present when signing contracts, let alone for such a trivial matter.

So in this situation, should we hang the person up and beat them, or give them some money as a consolation prize?

Things that can be solved with a little money are not a problem for her.

That's usually how it is.

This is not the usual situation.

She has just finished counting the remaining money.

Even a quick glance can be called an inventory.

If she hangs him up and beats him up... he doesn't look like he can take a beating, so she'll have to drag him back with great effort, and she'll also have to rely on herself to take care of the things she bought.

What was the point of her bringing servants with her on this trip?

What are you doing standing at the door?

Miya Xing was completely unaware that he had almost been beaten up.

He had slept all afternoon and was already out of his daze. He never expected that Rui Busi would come to see him specifically about this matter.

"Oh." She looked him up and down, but couldn't see anything wrong with him.

No obvious problems = no need to worry.

Miss Rosalie told me about her background.

Luo Lisa is the shop owner.

The two stood at the doorway, and Miya Xing sensed a strange aura emanating from her: "Hmm?"

"When I was young, I fell in love with someone and left my hometown to come here. After my husband left, he never came back."

"Then?"

"Then she worked hard to raise her daughter, and later opened this inn."

The two were relatively speechless.

Miya Xing asked cautiously, "Is that all?"

"What else is needed?" she asked, confused. "Didn't you understand?"

"I understand." He nodded.

He understood her storytelling skills, which had remained consistent for centuries.

Of all the things she's told me, the best one was when they had just met.

He actually believed it then.

Unexpectedly, the story was entirely fictional.

“Oh, right,” she finally remembered something important, “we need to go out and gather information tomorrow.”

"Hmm? The innkeeper seems to know quite a bit. Is there any need to go out and investigate further?"

Desolate and silent.

Miya Xing suddenly realized.

"The innkeeper may not know everything either, so we need to go out and find out the latest news."

Seeing that he had figured it out himself, Huangwu was too lazy to make up any more reasons.

She turned around, but before she could take two steps, she went back into his room and quickly closed the door.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Did you realize so quickly that you'd been scammed?

Miya Xing couldn't quite say what he thought of that elf.

The teeth marks on my right ulna disappeared nearly six years ago, but today they suddenly started to ache again.

It hurt much more than when I was bitten.

Perhaps that elf wasn't a fraud.

The "curse" took effect, so she stood in front of him.

"Why are you spacing out again?" Too lazy to care what he was thinking, she had something very important to do. She took a deep breath and said seriously, "I smell money."

Miya Xing thought she was going to say something.

“Mr. Carrington will definitely slip you some money before he leaves!” she said earnestly. “It’s time to start using that money.”

"What money?" He glanced at her innocently, then looked away and turned to close the window.

To avoid it raining again.

She followed closely behind him, step by step.

One thing is clear: I won't have a peaceful night until this money is handed over.

"Where do I look like I have money?" She spread her hands and pointed to her table full of things. "I didn't buy anything."

The desolation doesn't care about these trivial matters.

With so many things, she couldn't remember what she had bought.

“Since someone’s with me, Carrington won’t forget to slip me some money.”

"why?"

“Because…” she hesitated, glaring at him, “Anyway, I want my money back.”

"What will we do when we go back?"

"I'm not going to spend it all!"

"The credibility is very low, Lord Demon."

She looked at him, or rather, stared at his pockets.

His hateful hand was in that pocket, and so was her lovely little money.

"Oh dear, there's no need for travel expenses to get back. It'll be quick with magic. I've memorized the complete spell, so there shouldn't be any problems..."

She mumbled assurances that she hadn't even listened carefully to, and as she watched him take out the money, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

It wasn't nearly as much as she had imagined.

Her disappointment was so obvious that even the oblivious Flame King wouldn't have missed it. Miya Xing suppressed her laughter to avoid giving herself away: "Keep it for travel expenses. It won't cost much."

"You wouldn't spend it all and leave nothing behind, would you?"

"Of course not!" She planned to rob someone tomorrow night.

Money is enough to get me through the day.

Thinking of this, she suddenly didn't feel that the amount of money was small.

"Alright, tidy up the mess on your desk."

Miya Xing thought she would leave after taking the money: "What are you doing?"

"We're going to come up with a grand plan!"

The first step in making a plan is having a place to make it.

Things on the table were not allowed to be placed on the ground, so he asked the shop owner to move a small table for him.

In short, the small table was filled with food, and a bunch more was placed on his bed, finally creating a space that she was barely satisfied with.

"Do we need to go out and gather information tomorrow?"

What information are you trying to gather?

The money was safely in his pocket, and for a moment he couldn't remember what he had just said.

Remembering this, he waved his hand and said, "It's more important to get a good rest during the day."

They said they would make plans together, but he did most of the work, while she pointed fingers and complained about everything.

As dawn broke, a plan that satisfied her was finally completed.

It shone with the light of wisdom in the sunlight. Miya Xing squinted at it, trying her best but unable to look at the plan paper a second time.

You can't open your eyes to see this thing.