After paying, Xiang Ning thanked the lady, took his keys, and went upstairs. 

The promoter watched as he left, then leaned on the counter. “Boss, don’t you think it’s a little strange for a boy only about eighteen or nineteen years old to be alone here at this hour?” 

The lady didn’t reply, focusing on her bookkeeping work. 

He continued, “And he didn’t bring any luggage with him. If I hadn’t seen him leave the station with my own eyes, I would’ve thought he was a local.” 

“Alright, that’s enough speculation. You know the kinds of people that come to this place. That guy didn’t look like he was an ordinary person either. Whatever, mind your own business....