"Little Shitou, take them to the room." The shopkeeper reached out and called a guy.

"Hey!" A young man ran over immediately and respectfully led Yun Qingyan and others to the stairs.

Lin Zixiao, who was directly ignored by Yun Qingyan, felt even more embarrassed. He chased him hard, but the other party didn't even look at him. Isn't this not to take him seriously?

The shopkeeper saw Lin Zixiao's suppressed anger and looked up at him with confidence, "This guest, if you want to fight, please go to the arena to resolve your personal grudges.

Our shop is small, but I can't stand you a few tricks. If you do it here, I will call the city guard!"

The City Guards are armed masters who specialize in managing public security in the imperial capital.

The emperors are the economic and political centers of Xingluo Empire. There are a huge flow of people coming and going every day. There are often many powerful Yuanmen who pass by, and there are many people who can cause trouble everywhere by relying on their strong fighting.

In order to maintain peace in the imperial capital, the Xingluo Royal Family and the four major academies issued a joint statement together that the personal grievances of the Yuan people must be carried out in the arena. If a random fight disrupts the order, a special guard of the imperial capital city will be arrested.

The candidates for the Imperial Capital Guards were selected by the royal family and the four major academies. They were all young elites and had a remarkable life in the Xingluo Empire.

The three words "City Guard" were like a basin of cold water that made Lin Zixiao feel cold and extinguished the anger in his heart.

He was not worried about the strength of the City Guards, but resisting the City Guards might attract some old monsters. In addition, his status is special. If he causes trouble and gets into the City Guards, he may be taught a good lesson when he goes back.

Lin Zixiao gritted his teeth and shouted to Yun Qingyan, "Hey! Do you dare to go to the arena with me?!"

Yun Qingyan, who was already walking at the turn of the stairs, turned his head leisurely and looked at Lin Zixiao, "There is nothing I dare not."

Lin Zixiao's face was a little better, and he planned to teach Yun Qingyan a lesson in the arena.

However, the girl's next sentence hit him in the face.

"But, I don't want to."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Jiang Wushu was so angry that she was itchy. She tried so much effort to make Lin Zixiao stand up for her, but Yun Qingyan escaped so softly.

It was like punching the cotton with all his might, and his whole body was ineffective.

"Sister Wushu, I'll find another inn for you." Seeing that Yun Qingyan had left, Lin Zixiao could only speak to Jiang Wushu with an embarrassing face.

"Please trouble Brother Zixiao." Jiang Wushu raised her head, her eyes curled up, and there was a kind of brilliance.

Lin Zixiao's face turned red and he scratched his head and said, "No trouble, no trouble."

If it weren't for you, I'd died of poisoning in the suburbs, I would have thanked you for that."

Thinking that he didn't get things done just now, Lin Zixiao was a little embarrassed and changed the topic.

“This inn is not very good, if you can’t stay, you can’t stay.

When you enter our Xingluo First Academy, I will ask my brothers there to divide a good dormitory for you."

...

"Young Master Ji, what's wrong with you?" Shang Minghang looked at Ji Swen with a strange look and poked him on the shoulder with his hand.

Ji Siwen looked thoughtful, and his cat-like eyes were filled with a few strands of heat, and he pinched his hand bones, "That person just now had a strong breath."

Shang Minghang and the others looked at each other a few times, but they did not sense the other party's strength, but Ji Swen said it was very strong, so it should be a good look.
Chapter completed!