Mini Banquet

Gu Liufeng’s countenance was painted by unhappiness. He was the one who brought Qin Wentian here and they actually encountered such an issue.

"These friends of mine are here to participate in the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect’s banquet. If your Inn is planning to do such a thing, wouldn’t it be a little inappropriate?" Gu Liufeng stared at the receptionist and asked.

"Everyone, this is the arrangement made by a Sage Child. Please look for some other place to reside." At this moment, a waiter designated to lead that group who just arrived spoke up.

Upon hearing his words, that receptionist could only smile awkwardly. He turned to Qin Wentian, "Everyone, why don’t you just give the Sage Child some face?"

Gu Liufeng furrowed his brows, he naturally understood what the words ‘Sage Child’ of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect meant.