The middle-aged cultivator flashed a blinding smile, “You absolutely will not regret your decision. I will call someone to bring you somewhere to rest.”

With a sly wink and an ambiguous tone he said, “In addition, the trade association has prepared additional amenities for the fellow daoists boarding the ship. If you take a liking to any of the maids here, then simply tell me beforehand and she will be your…personal…maid until you board.”

Qin Yu shook his head. “No need. The cultivation method I practice isn’t suitable for me to be overly intimate with women.”

The middle-aged cultivator had a strange expression. Then, his face filled with sympathy. In his opinion if a person couldn’t be close with women, then that was a fate worse than death!

Soon, more cultivators arrived and Qin Yu was politely shooed away. The young maid was left helpless for some time before she continued to entertain other guests.

On the building's third floor, there was a long corridor that extended down both sides with rows of rooms.

Just as Qin Yu came up the last step, a...