Chapter 86 Chuxiu Inn (2/2)

“Brother Zhou, Sister Zixi…” Ren Jiapei’s face fell, as if she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yang Zixi.

“Sister Zixi, do you know? Before I looked for you here, I had looked up many others whom I treated as sisters. But not a single one of them dared to meet me and rejected me at the door. I will remember your help forever,” said Yang Zixi seriously. “I know that you can keep asking the Ren family chief to allow me to stay, but my presence will only implicate your whole family… that is not what I wish to see. Sister Jiapei, please don’t try to keep me here, alright?The more you try, the more guilty I will feel.”

As she spoke, tears sprang into Yang Zixi’s eyes, but she forced a smile.

Seeing Yang Zixi and Zhou Donghuang leave, Ren Jiapei looked terribly upset. She glared sternly at the head elder and declared, “Head Elder, you will regret this!”

Just now, seeing the young man’s power, she knew that as long as he stayed at the Ren family household with Sister Zixi—even if the young man did not join their family, he would definitely protect the Ren family should anything happen. But now, the head elder had sent him away, along with Sister Zixi.

“Regret?” The old man laughed with disdain.

Seeing this, Ren Jiapei did not bother explaining further, because she did not wish for the family to try to keep the young man out of material interest. “Let nature take its course… With Brother Zhou beside her, Sister Zixi should be fine out there.” She was comforted by that fact. She breathed heavily and began walking in the direction that Zhou Donghuang and Yang Zixi had left.

“Lady Ren, which guest inn is the best in the Chu royal city?” As Fu and Aunt Mei finished packing, Zhou Donghuang turned to ask Ren Jiapei as they were about to leave the Ren family household. He had not asked Yang Zixi because he knew that she would definitely not tell him.

“Brother Zhou, the best inn here is ‘Chuxiu Inn’ run by the Chu royal household. The biggest and best courtyard there costs a thousand liang a night,” answered Ren Jiapei. “Even if you book it for a year, it would cost three hundred thousand liang.”

She then added, “Later, I’ll get some money from my father so that you can book it for a year.” Three hundred thousand liang is not much for a grand family. But for Ren Jiapei, this was not a small sum that she could fork out.

“No need.” Zhou Donghuang shook his head. “I can afford this much.”

“Brother Zhou, we don’t have to go to such a good inn.” Just then, Yang Zixi finally stopped him. “We can just find any average inn to stay in.”

“Zixi, a normal inn would disturb my practice,” said Zhou Donghuang with a laugh. Yang Zixi had nothing to say to that.

Ren Jiapei then instructed someone to prepare a carriage and drove them personally to Chuxiu Inn. As a guest inn operated by the Chu royal household and the best inn in the Chu royal city, Chuxiu Inn was not only situated close to the city center, but it also occupied a vast piece of land.

From the outside, the inn’s old architecture was simple yet elegant. At the front door, two rows of uniformed assistants stood at attention. “Hello sir, looking for a room?”

As Zhou Donghuang and the rest got closer, one of the assistants stepped forward and asked Zhou Donghuang respectfully. His eager smile made one feel like a distinguished guest returning home.

“I wish to book your best courtyard here for a year,” said Zhou Donghuang. “Forget all the procedures, we want to move in right away… if you manage to do that, you can have this tip.” With that, Zhou Donghuang pulled out a ten thousand liang note and handed it to the assistant.

“Sir, please come in, I will bring you there right away.” The assistant took the note from Zhou Donghuang with trembling fingers. In all his years working at Chuxiu Inn, this was the first time that he had encountered such a generous guest who gave him ten thousand liang as a tip.

As the assistant took the note, the rest of the assistants at the door all turned green with envy. Especially the older ones who had worked at Chuxiu Inn for more than ten years, their tips over the years did not even add up to ten thousand liang!

“Fu, pay him the fees.” As the assistant brought Zhou Donghuang and the rest into the inn, Zhou Donghuang instructed Fu. Although he carried some notes with him, he had only a few hundred thousand liang for emergencies. Most of the money was with Fu.

“Yes, Young Master,” replied Fu as he took out a huge stack of notes and handed three hundred liang to the assistant.

“Sister Zixi, this Brother Zhou… who is he?” By this point, even Ren Jiapei was taken aback by Zhou Donghuang’s generous wealth. Even the young sons of the tycoon families were not as extravagant.