Chapter 16 (1/2)

Translator: Lordbluefire  Editor: Lordbluefire

“Cousin, please follow me. I have already booked an ordinary ‘Cloud’ private room beforehand.” Xia Qilin stated.

The rooms in Immortal Pavilion could be divided into three tiers depending on one’s status.

Cloud rooms belonged to the lowest tier.

Sky rooms belonged to the middle tier.

Immortal rooms belonged to the highest tier.

The Northern Xia Manor might have some financial ability. But right now, they were still not qualified to book sky rooms or immortal rooms and could only book rooms of the lowest tier, the cloud rooms.

“Brother Xia is truly wealthy. To get a private room in the Immortal Pavilion, one needed status. For those with low statuses, they wouldn’t even have the qualifications to book a room,” said the silkpants young master. He was a fellow student in the upper court of Xia Qilin and was also from a martial aristocratic clan.

As he spoke, he had a smile that was not a smile on his face as he glanced at Xia Qingchen.

He meant that even if someone like Xia Qingchen was wealthy, he wouldn’t be qualified to enter the Immortal Pavilion at all.

“Everything is worth it for my female cousin.” Xia Qilin smiled. He had a look of pride on his face as he turned to Xia Qingchen. “Cousin, just follow me today. I will broaden your horizons by showing you the way of life people in the upper-class have. If you missed out on this chance, it wouldn’t be easy for you to come to the Immortal Pavilion again in the future.”

Now that his female cousin was here, he naturally wanted to suppress Xia Qingchen to exhibit his own outstanding points.

Xia Qingchen was expressionless. He calmly spoke, “Just enter.”

If he wished to come to the Immortal Pavilion, he merely needed to let Wang Bahu know about it. What was so difficult?

What surprised him was that Xia Qilin actually chose the same place he did to hold the welcoming reception.

“Hehe!” Xia Qilin despised that calm look on Xia Qingchen’s face. From his perspective, that was merely how Xia Qingchen could retain some dignity. He intentionally had a calm look just to save face.

They arrived at the Immortal Pavilion but were barred from entering by two rows of burly guards at the entrance.

“I made a reservation about half a month ago for a cloud room. This is the receipt, please take a look at it.” Xia Qilin’s attitude became much more polite, even though these people were just guards.

But who could have expected that the guards didn’t give him any face at all? One of them solemnly spoke, “There’s a VIP coming to the Immortal Pavilion today. We will temporarily rest for a day, and all reservations are canceled.”

Ah?

Why would it be like this?

He took out a year’s worth of his private savings to reserve a room just to make his younger female cousin happy.

But in the end, such a thing actually happened.

“Cousin, just forget it,” Zhao Churan spoke sweetly, yet there was a disappointment in her eyes that she found difficult to mask.

It was fine if she didn’t say this. Now, how could Xia Qilin bear to lose face before his cousin? He clasped his fist to the guard and said, “Brother guard, my father is Xia Xun of the Northern Xia Manor. Please help me report this to the Dong Clan and make things easy for us.”

His father had once eaten a meal with Wang Bahu from the Immortal Pavilion. As long as he used his father’s name, it should be able to make Wang Bahu bend the rules slightly for them.

However, that guard was extremely arrogant. He had a look of disdain on his face. “Xia Xun? Which trash is that? He even dares to act like he is someone of status here in the Immortal Pavilion?”

Right now, Xia Qilin had completely lost his face. His countenance changed as he took out a medallion. “I am Xia Qilin, a new student of the martial pavilion. Look at this carefully!’

The status of someone from the martial pavilion’s upper court wasn’t low.

In Lone Cloud City, who wouldn’t give students of the martial pavilion some face?

“Look at your shit, scram!” However, that guard couldn’t even be bothered to take a glance. “Even if the Martial Pavilion Leader came himself, it would be useless!”

Xia Qilin felt embarrassed and angry. He failed to establish dominance and on the contrary, he lost face before his cousin.

“Leave immediately!” The guard walked down the stairs and brandished his baton, wanting to chase them away.

All of a sudden, he noticed a slightly skinny youth standing at the rear of this group, his hands folded behind his back.

The guard’s expression drastically changed. The fierce look on his face was hurriedly retracted. He straightened his back and put a smile on his face as he stepped forward to greet someone.