Upon hearing Qin Hong's explanation, a blush immediately appeared on the girl's delicate face. It seemed she had wrongfully accused him.
"Sorry... sorry, I mistook you for one of the bad guys." The girl explained, her tone much softer now compared to the bossy attitude she had displayed earlier, even showing a hint of youthful shyness.
"Bad guys?" Qin Hong slightly furrowed his brow, "Is it just you in this tavern? Where are your parents? Do bad guys often come here to cause trouble?"
Facing Qin Hong's inquiry, the girl did not answer but shook her head, "My name is Su Qingyao, what about you?"
"I am Qin Hong, from Liaohe Village under Hang City's jurisdiction." As he spoke, Qin Hong took out his identity card. It was a very old wooden plaque, but the carving maintained a unique aura fluctuation, an identification method from the Dark Continent, hard to mimic and manufacture. Though, under normal circumstances, it wasn't very useful as few people would check it.
