"Enjoy yourselves. Let Blind Bei come to my room."
Zheng Fan had Siniang. Although he had never managed to score, the unique pleasure of her 'needlework' was exquisite. Therefore, he couldn't just satisfy himself while his men remained hungry.
However, Xue Three shook his head and walked from the doorway to Zheng Fan. The second-floor floorboards were old, so they let out a "CREAK... CREAK..." sound as he crossed the corridor.
"My lord, did you hear that?" Xue Three asked in a low voice.
Zheng Fan had a flash of realization; he understood.
"Even when someone as short and small as your subordinate walks here, the floorboards creak. Yet, when that fat madam walked past just now, there wasn't a single sound."
"It seems someone has infiltrated the inn, intending to harm Hui Wenzu."
So I'm Hui Wenzu's savior then? I actually stumbled upon this.
