93 A Scream From Down The Street

When ZhiYi returned to the inn, he stepped into the middle of the chaos that the three had tried to clean up in the short time he had been away.

Pieces of broken chairs were spread all over the floor, while a torn blanket was thrown across the room. Even the vat used for cleaning up had been flipped over, and the bronze mirror in the corner bent out of shape.

"What happened?" ZhiYi said as he pulled up a pillow lying on the floor next to the door.

"They ransacked the entire place!" MingYu growled as he tried to tie the veil over the bed pillar in a way that it didn't look like it was just chewed up by a pack of wolves, failing miserably in his task. He relayed the entire ordeal to ZhiYi, ending up winded from talking instead of cleaning.