Tianshui Pavilion was the largest and most luxurious inn in Central Capital, always filled with distinguished guests, particularly during festivals when it became a gathering place for the powerful and wealthy.
The decorations here were exquisitely refined, with calligraphy and paintings by famous people everywhere, and all sorts of rare and unique displays that dazzled the eyes.
However, Tianshui Pavilion was different today; the Store Manager stood outside the entrance, constantly greeting the incoming guests with a cupped fist salute, offering apologetic words.
The disappointed guests, though frustrated in their hearts, – for anyone would be displeased to return home disheartened on the first day of the New Year – knew well what forces stood behind Tianshui Pavilion, and none dared to cause trouble there.
What made the guests most curious was, who could possibly have the power to entirely book Tianshui Pavilion for themselves.