Elephant or Squirrel Child?

"Greetings," a man's voice boomed when the door opened. Anji thought it sounded like a middle-aged man. From her corner, she could not see who it was or their cultivation level. Her brother's poker face was unreadable, and Anji was unsure if she should activate the talismans. Judging from the angle of her brother's neck, the person outside the door must be taller than Gu Ying.

The man who knocked on the door was rugged-looking. However, there was no mistaking that he was a pugilist. Mingshen was cautious but courteous, not wanting to alarm his younger sister. Neither of them in the room was his match, and Gu Ying was nowhere close. However, the martial artist did not seem to have any ill intentions.

"I knew there were children! My friend did not agree. She said I was crazy. Nobody sane would stay at a Fighter's Inn willingly. The boss rarely has regular customers."