"Young Master… I have to check on any possible cases of mistreatment by our staff. We highly value our customers and we do not tolerate such acts.
"I am open to any complaints you have. If that girl has offended you in any way, tell me and I will fire her immediately," the waiter spoke with an expectant tone.
It was highly likely that these young brats had attitudes and Claire might have offended him. If that was the case, it was possible to get them back on track.
He looked at the kid and when he saw the smile, he realized there was something that he was missing.
"I appreciate your concerns and your hotel really has a good reputation. I can tell from a glance that this hotel highly vales the customer's comfort.
"But I have no problems with Claire at all. She has been around the whole day and her services have been good. I guess," Lyren replied honestly.
Maybe had he not overheard the conversation and Claire had not proven to be useful, he could have complained but he realized that if he complained, they would probably bring an even troublesome Claire.
From what he had heard, Claire was obviously the best here but if she were to fail, the next maid would visibly try to impose on him.
The waiter looked at Lyren who had fallen deep in thoughts and he realized there was a point the kid was trying to convey.
Could it be that she was not his type? Was that why Claire was failing?
Maybe this kid was into plump ladies. He knew that there were different types of men out there.
He berated himself. Why had he not thought about that before? He should have asked when he was assigning a maid what kind of ladies the kid liked.
It was not too late though. In his thoughts, this was the reason Claire was failing. She was not appealing at all to the kid!
"Young Master, now I understand. Forgive my premature judgement. I should have asked whether you are into slim or plump ladies but do not worry. We have plump ladies here who have huge figures.
"They will serve you even better than that small girl Claire. I will assign a lady who suits your taste so do not worry. Have a good night young master." The waiter said and bowed. He was about to leave when Lyren spoke immediately.
Lyren at first did not understand but when his mind caught up, he did not like that trajectory of the waiter's thoughts and he was even embarrassed to listen to it.
He did not like plump ladies at all and he liked slim ones like Claire. It was not like he was into her or something but she really fit his aesthetics.
He tried to picture a plump lady serving him and his body shivered. It was one hell of a nightmare. It was a new fear that had just been unlocked inside him.
This went further to show how determined the hotel really was to get his silver. But there was no way he was going to let a plump lady serve him!
"WAIT! I am not into that type. Claire is good already and I have already accepted her as my maid. Please do not change her." Lyren was almost pleading as his one-week period was at stake.
The waiter stopped and looked at Lyren with a confused face. If that was the case, why was he not already taking action on Claire? Weren't kids like him into erotism?
If Claire was definitely his type, then he should have been tempted to even touch her and then Claire would start exploiting from there. Even he was sure that he could fall victim to her seduction as her figure was top of the brass in the hotel
"Then why?" he could not help but ask. It was a mystery he could not wrap his mind around.
"I… Don't mind me. I have not done it before…." Lyren gave a reasonable answer but who could have thought that he had just given himself away?
The waiter grinned before taking his leave. He now understood!
Lyren was left with a helpless stance his hands drooping since he realized that he might have sold himself to the devil.
He had wanted to bed and try reclaim his sleeping pattern but he decided against it as his mood had just been fouled.
He walked out and went to the peach blossom and he sat in meditative position. He had finally gotten the privacy he had paid for and he was not going to waste it on sleep.
He was going to try drawing arrays in the air.
He had had a breakthrough earlier and this was his time to train. His mental energy had recovered and he wanted to try seeing how many arrays he could light up.
He closed his eyes and opened the mind's eye. The view changed and he decided to do exactly as he had when fighting The Bear.
He had projected his mental energy outside by visualizing the array he wanted to draw outside and a specific distance away.
He was sure that he could not get the concept behind this yet but a wise saying suggested that if it works, then don't touch it.
He visualized the array in front of him and he stretched his right hand outwards. The palm pattern glowed and a familiar array lit up in front of him.
But looking at it with his mind's eyes, he could only see its outline and only white lines could be seen. These lines were obviously the energy that lit the array.
He opened his eyes and finally the golden pattern appeared before him. It had a brighter glow at the core as usual and he could feel like he could light up more arrays like that.
This came as a surprise for him and he lit up four more arrays of the same category before he felt his mental energy get depleted.
That was progress and he had just added to his artillery five trump cards. He had used arrays in public and he could not help but wonder whether he had made a mistake.
After all, they were taboos and it appeared that no one really knew about them anymore. The song was there but no one knew how arrays looked like anymore which had saved him.
This did not mean he was going to use them often. He was going to find a way to use them in plain sight.
If they could be part of his attacks, no one was going to notice their strange properties. He sighed as he dispersed the arrays. Then he had a thought.
What if he was being observed?
This line of thought was valid because even Claire had called him young master while taking her leave even after he had warned her.
This made him look around and he realized that he might have just given some bit of his secrets if someone was watching.
This annoyed him because this was not what he had signed up for.
Then he realized that even Claire was probably digging information about him and she might have uncovered some secrets about him.
For example, the fact that he carried a heavy sword… After beating the bear, it was only fair that he was now a hot cake and everyone wanted to know about him. Obviously, he now had enemies and he was a target.
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If they extract that precious information about him, then it was going to sell for much more than his stay there.
He was a kid who had come out of nowhere who could hide his cultivation even from those stronger than him.
This created mystery around him as to whether he was a hidden prodigy or whether he had a master who had sent him to seek experience.
If he had some strong backing, they could not dare to offend him but if he did not, then he was an open target for everyone. After confirming his identity, they were going to make their move.
One thing they knew though, he had a special mysterious power and that gave him some background.