Chu Zhantian nodded and then looked at Lin Feng again, saying coldly, "Lin Feng, I'll be waiting for you outside the inn. I hope you won't turn into a hiding turtle!"
Having said that, Chu Zhantian turned and walked away. He wasn't worried about Lin Feng cooping up inside; unless Lin Feng planned to stay permanently at the Divine Dragon Inn, which seemed unlikely given the expensive rates of even the lowest-grade rooms costing one million Low Grade Spirit Stones per night. Who could afford to keep that up indefinitely!
"Wait!"
At that moment, the shopkeeper spoke up again, casting a cold look at Chu Zhantian, "For the damage to the chairs and other items, you will compensate tenfold!"
"Tenfold compensation?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Zhantian's face darkened as he angrily said, "Shopkeeper, aren't you being too greedy? Don't you know that I am a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect?"
