Yuan Peninsula, Part IV

Wu Jian and Mei Ling walked in. The inn exuded an air of rustic charm, though it was somewhat marred. The main hall boasted a large wooden counter, where the innkeeper stood ready to assist guests. Mei Ling kept her cloak covering her outfit as she walked over to the counter. Wu Jian followed, eying the hand-carved wooden screens that separated various seating areas. The screens provided privacy for guests to relax. Tapestries lined the walls, showcasing serene landscapes with azure waters and vibrant vegetation, though several of them were torn.

“Excuse me. I would like to rent a room, preferably, one with two separate bedrooms and a connecting living room,” Mei Ling said.

The young innkeeper smiled, but it was strained. “Miss, we are but a humble inn of modest means. We have nothing like that.”

Mei Ling pursed her lips. “Then what do you have?”

“We have five single bed rooms, and two double bed rooms.”