Chapter 814: Eldest Grandson of the Fu Family of Songshan Mountain

The fiercer their smashing and trashing had been over the past two days, the more difficult their future would become. They had only themselves to blame.

"Luo Wen," Ye Qianning called out, retracting her gaze.

"Eldest Miss, what are your orders?"

"Have Luo Feng and the others left yet?"

"Not yet."

"Have Luo Feng accompany me to Yan Hui Inn."

"Yes, I’ll have someone look for him right away."

Ye Qianning nodded. The three children had been at the inn for a few days, and she didn’t know if they had reined in their temperaments at all. The Four Countries Chamber of Commerce would arrive in the blink of an eye, and they wouldn’t be staying in Dayu City for much longer.

At Yan Hui Inn.

The shopkeeper came downstairs and immediately spotted Ye Qianning stepping through the door. His eyes lit up as he trotted over to greet her. "Miss Ye, what brings you here?"

"Could it be that you gave my room to someone else, Shopkeeper?" Ye Qianning asked with a smile.

"How could I? It’s our inn’s honor to have Miss Ye stay here. Even if you’re no longer staying with us, we couldn’t possibly give a room you’ve occupied to anyone else."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"Miss Ye is like a Heavenly Immortal. We ought to set up a shrine for any room you’ve slept in." The shopkeeper was half-joking and half-serious, showing an extraordinary level of attentiveness.

Ye Qianning was thoroughly amused by his antics. "You certainly have a way with words, Shopkeeper."

Meeting her smile, the shopkeeper instantly felt it was entirely worth it. The room really did need to be enshrined!

"Shopkeeper, how are those children from a few days ago doing now?" Ye Qianning asked as she headed upstairs.

The shopkeeper trailed behind her. "They aren’t as fierce as when they first arrived, but they never leave the room. The waiter usually just leaves their meals at the door. The doctor visits once a day, and according to him, their injuries are all improving."

Ye Qianning nodded, proceeding up the stairs and turning down the corridor until she reached the door to their room.

The shopkeeper hurried forward to knock on the door.

Inside, it was completely silent.

"Little brothers, are you there?" The shopkeeper knocked a few more times, but there was still no answer. "Miss Ye, what do you think?"

"Luo Feng," Ye Qianning called out calmly.

Luo Feng immediately stepped forward and placed his hand against the wood.

BANG.

The sound wasn’t loud, but the door was blasted open by Inner Strength.

Ye Qianning stepped into the room, her gaze sweeping the area. She spotted the young boy by the bed. Although he had changed into clean clothes, his hair hung loose and uncombed. It was obvious he had washed up, but his face remained grimy, smeared with something that looked like soot from the bottom of a pot.

The other two were the same—one sitting on the bed, the other huddled by its side.

The older boy stood with vigilance in his eyes. Upon seeing the newcomer, a hint of awe mingled with his wariness.

"You’re all awake. Why didn’t you answer when the shopkeeper knocked?" Ye Qianning asked coldly.

The boy’s eyes were filled with guarded resistance.

"Mi... Miss," the toddler on the bed babbled. Because he was so small and ill, his voice wasn’t very clear. A pair of misty eyes stared at Ye Qianning.

Ye Qianning cast a nonchalant glance but didn’t let her gaze linger. She looked back at the older boy. "Have you gone mute?"

The boy remained silent.

However, the toddler on the bed puckered his small mouth, looking as though he wanted to cry but didn’t dare.

"Shopkeeper, you can go downstairs first. After today, we will no longer pay for their stay at the inn," Ye Qianning said coldly.

"Alright," the shopkeeper complied. Before leaving, he looked back at the boy. "You should consider yourselves lucky to have met a good person like Miss Ye. Yet you still throw tantrums. Sigh."

The shopkeeper departed, and Luo Feng closed the door.

"The Fu family of Songshan Mountain. If my guess is correct, you are the eldest grandson of the Fu family, Fu Chenyu." Ye Qianning got straight to the point.

The boy’s pupils instantly dilated in shock. He immediately snatched up a sharp blade hidden on the bed and gripped it tightly. "Who... are you?"