“Innkeeper, call your boss out. My Master tasked me to deliver an invitation card.” Pei Rumo’s attendant stood in front of the counter and spoke to the innkeeper who was doing his accounts.

When the innkeeper heard what was said, his hand that was using the abacus paused. He was thinking to himself, Did Commander Ying’s identity get exposed? Even if that is the case, I can’t admit to it so easily. The innkeeper acted as though he didn’t know anything and said, “What is this young brother talking about? Aren’t I, the innkeeper standing right here? Where else can the boss be?”

“You can stop pretending. My Master is the First Prince. Do you think there is anything...