216: Money makes the world go round!

"Alright, hurry up and wipe down the tables and chairs, be ready to welcome guests at any time," the old man said, tearing off a piece of coarse cloth and throwing it on Yin Xiri's face.

Yin Xiri took off the cloth and agreed with a forced smile.

The moment the old man turned around, the expression on his face immediately turned cold and sinister, his teeth clenched.

He saw the old man lift the door curtain, walk into the kitchen, and disappear from his sight.

"Oh!" Chen Ming was quite surprised. At first, he thought Yin Xiri wouldn't be able to resist launching a sneak attack on the old man from behind.

It was rare for this guy to consider the bigger picture.

Following that, Yin Xiri pretended to be busy, casually wiping the tables and benches, and slowly walked towards Chen Ming and Qin Hongyue.

"Hey! Friend, what's the situation in this place? Let's exchange information," Yin Xiri asked in a low voice.

At the same time, he didn't forget to pay attention to any movement behind the kitchen door curtain.

"Exchange?" Chen Ming smiled faintly, playing with the skull ring he had just picked up from the ground a second ago. "The premise of an exchange is that you have something to exchange with me."

"Are you from Great Xia?" Yin Xiri heard that under Chen Ming's simultaneous translation, he was speaking the Great Xia language.

He didn't understand much, only catching the words "take," "thing," and "I."

But that was enough to confirm Chen Ming's identity.

Chen Ming didn't respond.

Yin Xiri's anger was flaring up, and the corner of his eye caught sight of Qin Hongyue's presence.

'Damn! This beauty!!'

He was instantly attracted by Qin Hongyue's extraordinary and ethereal aura, like a fairy descended from the heavens.

He subconsciously stuck out the tip of his tongue, his expression lewd, and licked his lips.

In his mind, he had already cast himself as the male lead and Qin Hongyue as the female lead, starring in an action romance film.

He couldn't wait to turn fantasy into reality.

Smack!

Chen Ming couldn't stand Yin Xiri's gaze and had no intention of indulging him. He raised his hand and delivered a slap that echoed throughout the first floor of the inn.

Although he didn't use much force, it was an overwhelming brute force for Yin Xiri.

He was sent spinning several times in place, stumbling out.

He nearly fell, but managed to grab onto a bench in time.

He shook his head, and the scene before his eyes was still blurry.

He shook it again, and the image gradually came into focus, becoming clear.

"You, what are you doing!" When Yin Xiri looked at Chen Ming again, the anger in his chest burned fiercely, his hand covering his face, his back teeth almost grinding to dust.

"Mind your own eyes." Although Chen Ming had no evil thoughts towards Qin Hongyue, she was his person after all, and he wouldn't allow Yin Xiri to covet her.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hongyue was deeply moved and looked at Chen Ming with great gratitude. Her favorability rating wildly increased +1, +1, +1...

"Damn it, if a tiger doesn't show its might, you think I'm a sick cat!"

"A mere Great Xia person dares to lay a hand on me!" Yin Xiri was completely controlled by anger, golden light wrapped around his fists, forming something like gloves.

Chen Ming didn't see a spirit weapon, so it was likely a skill effect.

By the time the golden light on his fists had fully condensed into a pair of translucent gloves.

Yin Xiri strode towards Chen Ming, determined to teach him a good lesson.

He would smash his dog head!

Bang! Boom!

"You scoundrel, what do you think you're doing to the Shuiyue Inn's esteemed guest!"

Before Qin Hongyue could act, the old man quickly appeared in the form of a black mist, knocking Yin Xiri away.

The force was considerable. Yin Xiri flew out through the main door and continued flying three or four meters before stopping, falling in the middle of the street.

He clutched his chest, a sweetness rising in his throat.

Then, with a splat, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, splashing a meter away.

The strange mist condensed, forming a human shape.

The old man placed the warmed blood wine he was holding on the table and asked nervously, "Two guests, did our employee cause you any trouble?"

"What do you think?" Chen Ming retorted.

The old man's pupils trembled, and he plopped down on his knees in front of Chen Ming. "I am truly sorry. It was my lax supervision that caused you to encounter such a thing. Please forgive me!"

"I remember you just said that as an employee of the inn, you must never disobey the guest's orders, right?" Chen Ming changed the subject, confirming.

"Yes," the old man nodded affirmatively.

"What happens if you disobey?" Chen Ming asked again.

"Generally, the employee will be eaten by the guest on the spot. If the employee was at fault first, we cannot hold the guest responsible," the old man replied.

"What if I don't want to eat him, but I don't want to let him off either?" Chen Ming continued to ask, embodying the spirit of getting to the bottom of things.

The old man immediately understood what Chen Ming wanted to express. "This humble one is willing to act to eliminate trouble for the lord."

After that, Qin Hongyue mobilized her spiritual energy, turning into an invisible large hand, which grabbed Yin Xiri back in front of them and slammed him heavily onto the ground.

Chen Ming took out an ordinary dagger and threw it in front of Yin Xiri, where it clanged upon landing.

His expression was cold and sinister. "Commit suicide, or let him help you? Choose."

"..."

He looked at the old man, who exuded a sinister aura, and then at the dagger lying quietly before him.

Yin Xiri found himself in a dilemma.

Immediately, he questioned the old man, "Why are we both employees, yet you are so biased towards him?"

"Employee? What nonsense are you talking about? He is a guest! He is different from you!" the old man rebuked.

"Guest? He is just a normal person like me, why do I have to be an employee while he can be a guest?" Yin Xiri was unconvinced, feeling that the old man was treating them differently.

"Uh... I think it's probably because money makes the world go 'round?" Chen Ming waved his hand, and a small mountain entirely composed of huangquan currency stood on the table.

There were millions!

The Yin energy was so dense that the old man nearly knelt down, his awe towards Chen Ming instantly reaching its peak.

"This is, huangquan currency! How do you have so much!" Yin Xiri asked with wide, astonished eyes.

Recalling the previous mission content, completing one system mission only rewarded a hundred, yet Chen Ming casually produced a mountain of money!!

Was he serious??

"Guess," Chen Ming said mysteriously, not planning to answer Yin Xiri's doubts.

"..." Yin Xiri recalled an old Great Xia saying he had heard from a friend: like a A dumb person eats Coptis chinensis (mute person eating bitter herbs), unable to express his suffering.

Now, he could clearly experience and understand the true meaning of that phrase.

"I apologize, I apologize, I was too impulsive just now, I'm sorry!" Yin Xiri, embodying the spirit of a true man who can bend and stretch, surrendered at light speed. "I apologize!"

However, whether he apologized was his business; whether Chen Ming forgave him was Chen Ming's business.

From beginning to end, Chen Ming had never considered forgiving this person's actions.

Their eyes met. Sensing the unchanging coldness in Chen Ming's eyes, Yin Xiri repeatedly kowtowed, "Don't kill me, I am willing to be your ox or horse, I only beg you to spare my life, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Facing Yin Xiri's humble begging for mercy, Chen Ming's attitude remained unchanged, his gaze shifting to the old man.

He casually picked up a stack from the pile of money and threw it to him. "You should know what to do next, right?"

Perfectly illustrating what it means to regard money as dirt.