"Hahaha!" Zhang Menglong's words amused the attendant.
The inn had been operating here for several years; they were the real owners of the place. Saying that their inn was affecting his stall was simply laughable.
"Get lost! Do you think you can just meet with our boss whenever you like?" the attendant continued to chase him away. "I'll count to ten. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Tch, idiot!" Zhang Menglong cursed and pulled out an 85-inch color TV from his body, continuing to play the same advertisement loop.
"This guy is interesting, daring to make trouble at the entrance of this inn. Doesn't he know who the owner is?"
"Just look at his outsider appearance; he must not know. Even the City Lord of Starry Night City must give her some face. Otherwise, with so many inns in Starry Night City, how could they get such good business?"
