Do not tolerate impoliteness

No wait, Lex suddenly realized that he wasn't portraying the aura of a Dao Lord. After all, most of the time, the Innkeeper appeared in front of guests without any aura at all, and he had done the same when appearing in front of Ereboth.

"Or better yet, why don't you give me all of your guests!"

Ereboth's aura began to rise rapidly, just as his grin grew ever larger. Time seemed to slow down in Lex's eyes, and this time it wasn't because the system network had slowed down his perception of time. Rather it was his own instincts at work.

They communicated with him as clearly, or even clearer than they ever had before. Lex was about to die. He had been locked onto by a being he could not hope to resist, and it was gathering itself up to strike. In fact, the reason it had not already struck was because it was savoring the build up, hoping to see some fear and terror in the Innkeeper's eyes.