Chapter 2091 The Mysterious Young Saint-Level Warrior

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The second elder and others now understood why Ye Hao wanted 20 first-class rooms. This is to let everyone live in a single room here.

"Please follow me, everyone." The attendant came over respectfully to lead the way for Ye Hao and others.

The first-class room is on the top floor here.

"Great, we can actually live in a first-class room!"

"Five thousand magic crystal coins a day, this is too luxurious. These magic crystal coins are enough to buy me three months of training resources."

"Mr. Ye, you are so generous."

The attendants of the Fierce Wind Valley were so excited, like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"Mr. Ye. One hundred thousand magic crystal coins a day." The second elder looked at Ye Hao in embarrassment. Such a large number, even if he brought money, it was not enough for them to live for a day.

"I will pay for this money, don't worry." Ye Hao said casually.

After all, they were also people traveling with him. Ye Hao would not let them stay in the upper room while he stayed in the lower room, or even make it impossible for them to stay here.

…

The first floor lobby did not end with the departure of Ye Hao and others.

All the people who witnessed this were amazed at what was going on.

They never thought that Fengyueju would let them buy on credit just for crushing a piece of broken stone.

You know, if they buy on credit, what if they suddenly run away.

Even in a place as big as Stormwind City, it is impossible to hunt people all over the continent.

“Hey, I’m here to buy on credit too.” A strong man came over.

The manager glanced at the visitor, who was gold-level. Although he was disdainful in his heart, he still had a smiling expression on his face: “One hundred magic crystal coins at a time, pay first.”

“Here.” The strong man threw out the magic crystal coins without hesitation.

This was the money he originally came here to eat and drink. Seeing that someone could buy on credit just by crushing a piece of broken stone made him very excited.

Anyway, he was not a local, and he came here entirely because of the Storm Festival.

If he could live in such a luxurious place for free, it wouldn't be a wasted trip. Then he could leave secretly. Would Stormwind still look for him all over the world?

"Please." The steward handed the black stone to the sturdy man.

The sturdy man grabbed the black stone with one hand: "It's just a broken stone. I'm a gold-level man... man... man..."

The sturdy man's expression changed. The blood vessels on his arms were about to burst, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He actually found that he had no way to hold the stone in his hand. Not to mention crushing it into powder like the boy before, even if he wanted to make a small crack, he couldn't do it.

The sturdy man gritted his teeth and used his hands to try to move the stone directly. The unique airflow of the gold level also appeared on his body. It can be seen that he has used all his strength.

But after five minutes, the sturdy man was panting and trembling against the counter, and the stone was covered with sweat, without any change.

"This... How is this possible." The sturdy man looked at the stone in disbelief.

"Sir, you have finished trying, right?" The steward picked up a rag, picked up the black stone, and wiped off the sweat stains on it.

"You... you must have taken the wrong stone!" The strong man shouted loudly: "Give me back my money!"

One hundred magic crystal coins, that is the money earned by hunting ten silver-level monsters for more than ten days!

The steward's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Sir, you may have forgotten where you are. This is not a small shop, this is Fengyueju, Fengyueju in Stormwind City."

The steward exuded a momentum.

The strong man trembled in his heart, yes, this is Stormwind City.

If he made trouble here, wouldn't it be suicide?

The strong man had to leave dejectedly.

Although there was a lesson from the past, there were still some people with spare money who came out to try, but no one could crush the stone.

This lasted for several hours, and Fengyueju also earned a thousand magic crystal coins.

The steward handed over the work at the front desk to someone else and walked to the back room.

"You, report what happened here to the city lord word for word." The steward ordered a servant.

"Yes." The servant took the order and left quickly.

At this time, a maid came over: "Sir, that Mr. Ye ordered five days of food, requiring the best meals, and twenty portions... This meal alone costs more than a thousand magic crystal coins every day, so we have to serve them food.

I feel that they are a bunch of bumpkins who come here to eat for free."

The maid's words clearly meant that she doubted whether the group of people could afford the money.

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The steward slapped him mercilessly: "Asshole. Have you forgotten the rules of our Fengyueju? I pretended not to hear what you said just now. Hand over your work and go to the back kitchen to help."

The maid was surprised. She never thought that the steward would transfer her to the back kitchen just because of her words.

She was unwilling to accept it, but she dared to talk back, because she knew that the steward in front of her was very cruel despite his smiling face in front of the guests.

If there were guests or servants making trouble here, he would mercilessly order them to be abolished.

"You are now responsible for the guests in the 20 superior rooms. All their requests must be met, and there must not be any inconsiderate service. Got it!" The steward called another maid and emphasized.

"Yes!" The new maid nodded.

The steward looked at the location of the 20 superior rooms, as if he saw the young boy.

"Such a young Saint-level powerhouse, I don't know where he came from. How can we neglect such a person?"

What is this credit? In fact, Stormwind City didn't even think about recovering it. After all, the stone threshold has already placed the steps above the Saint-level powerhouse.

Would a Saint-level powerhouse be short of money?

Even if the Saint-level powerhouse really didn't want to pay the bill, Stormwind City would not pursue the debt. After all, he is a Saint-level powerhouse, and it's all a face-giving.

...

Outside Stormwind City.

A group of people holding a sword flag appeared outside the city gate.

"City Lord, we have arrived in Stormwind City."

Liang Zhenghai stuck his head out of the carriage and looked at the towering Stormwind City wall in front of him.

He sighed: "This is my fourth time in Stormwind City. I wish our Sword City could be as glorious as Stormwind City. I hope this can be realized in my hands.

No, it will definitely be realized in my hands. I will definitely make Sword City stand shoulder to shoulder with Stormwind City!"

Liang Zhenghai and the people in Fierce Wind Valley didn't know that they would all come to Stormwind City, and Liang Zhenghai also moved into Fengyue Residence afterwards.

It can be said that enemies meet on a narrow road.

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