574 Guess, Guess Again! (1/2)
His words were splendid!
The innkeeper was utterly taken aback by those casually inane words.
'Guess? F*ck your guess! I have this strange feeling that my inn is going to be demolished just by the virtue of your words.'
'Who do you think it is in front of you? That's Dugu Chou! The legend, the living legend, Dugu Chou!'
He was certain that his inn would soon welcome the first blood spilled since Dugu Chou's reemergence!
Still, life was never as one expected. Not only was Dugu Chou not angry, he answered with an amused smile, ”I have already guessed it.”
”Great. Let us have a drink later?” The middle-aged man replied with a grin.
Dugu Chou nodded. ”Very well.”
The innkeeper was baffled upon watching the scene.
What was going on?
Guess? I have already guessed it...
This was a myth right out of legend indeed. He even talked so differently…
After the initial stupor, the innkeeper was suddenly enlightened, feeling a realization sprout in him. The middle-aged man was most probably another intimidating figure among legends as well. Otherwise, how could he have such a conversation with Dugu Chou, who was akin to a living immortal?
…
About an hour after the middle-aged man had checked in, there was an old man whose hair and beard was all white checking in to the inn. Upon moving his belongings to his room, he stalked towards the popular room door and knocked.
The door opened, and the grey-dressed Dugu Chou showed himself.
”You are?”
”Guess.” The white-haired elder said with a grin.
The innkeeper downstairs broke out in cold sweat that cascaded down his head. What a terrifying day!
He heard Dugu Chou reply, ”I really can't guess.”
The elder was still grinning as he answered, ”Do you want to have a drink and talk later tonight? I have the world's best wine.”
”Oh? You do, do you? Well, I can guess who you are now,” Dugu Chou replied.
The elderly chortled and said, ”Why does it matter whether you guess it or not? See you tonight.”
After getting an affirmation, the white-haired elder went back to his room without a second word.
The innkeeper was speechless.
…
It was two hours later when another person checked in to the inn.
This person was haggard. It was like he was completely tattered and was barely alive. He was all skin and bones; if it were not for the skin on his arms when he stretched them out, the innkeeper would have thought that he was looking at a walking skeleton.
He staggered into his room but only stayed for a short while before coming to Dugu Chou's door and knocked on it.
Another one?
The innkeeper pondered; if he were Dugu Chou, would he would be infuriated for being disturbed continuously?
Again, against all expectations, Dugu Chou appeared by the door, still as serene as prior, completely unruffled.
”Who are you?”
”Guess?”
The same conversation was repeated.
The innkeeper thought, 'F*cking hell… I'm starting to think that this legendary expert Dugu Chou must be an impostor.'
'He has been teased this way thrice in one afternoon!'
'If it were me, I'd be furious if I don't go outright crazy. I would pull out my sword and finish this insanity.'
'Guess, f*ck your guess!'
All said and done, Dugu Chou was truly a mild-tempered man; he wasn't angry at all. He answered faintly, ”I can't guess it.”