In the evening, Lin Fei didn't lie on the bed but sat cross-legged on the floor. He didn't want the innkeeper to gossip about him. Little did he know, he had already won over the innkeeper. Even though he looked like a beggar, the innkeeper no longer thought of Lin Fei as one.
The next day, just as Lin Fei was about to take a walk around the city to gather information, there was a knock on the door. Lin Fei opened it, and it turned out to be the innkeeper, but who was the young woman behind him?
"Is there something you need?" Lin Fei asked.
"Are you from the Lower Realm?" the woman asked first, having seen the mark on Lin Fei's forehead.
Lin Fei nodded, "Yes, is there something you need?"
