Hearing this, Tangyu wasn't angry, instead he laughed: "Little brother, are you saying we can't afford to spend in your Feixian Tower?"
The young waiter glanced at Tangyu, waved his hand and said, "Move along, move along, there are several low-end inns not far from here, I recommend you go there."
Tangyu casually threw a hundred lower-grade Pure Yang Stones to the waiter. The waiter weighed them; although the amount wasn't small, he said: "This still isn't enough to spend one night in Feixian Tower. Alright, alright, stop hindering my service to other guests, you'd better leave quickly."
Just then, a fat young man walked over with several people who looked like attendants, and shouted as soon as he arrived: "Waiter, quickly prepare a premium private room for me, serve all the best wine and dishes!"
Just from his tone, you could tell he was wealthy and arrogant.
