The Popular Journey to the West

Qin Manyun panicked. She said hastily, "Mr. Li, the cost of this is nothing to me. Please, don't feel bad."

"You're too kind but I can't accept your offer." Li Nianfan continued shaking his head.

The normal gestures they showed him were alright, but this hotel was too fancy. He could not let her pay for the stay. He owed them too much! There was no need for that.

"Mr. Li, I've benefited greatly from the music sheet you sent me. You've even shown me all kinds of good food. To me, they're more precious than the Spiritual Stones. Please, let me pay for this." Qin Manyun looked at Li Nianfan with sincerity.

Li Nianfan was deep in thought. Qin Manyun was obviously a local tyrant. As for local tyrants, money was indeed nothing. To them, happiness and enjoyment were the most important things. She liked music and she tasted his food, so she must have felt good and happy. In return, she did not mind the money spent.