The group walked over and sat down at the spacious tea table.
The other three tourists, two women and one man, were likely with the young man who had been checking in at the front desk.
Two men and two women in total, probably two couples who had arranged to travel to Licheng together.
Seeing Su Yang and the others approach, these three people politely greeted everyone.
Su Yang and his friends nodded and smiled, finding some seats to sit down. The innkeeper walked over and sat in the central position at the tea table to boil water and make tea.
"Where have you all traveled from?" the boss asked with a smile.
Meng Wenzhou, after looking around, replied, "Tianhai."
"Tianhai! That's quite a distance. But then, Licheng gets visitors from all corners of the country. Here, have some tea to wet your throats~" The boss poured ten cups of tea and slid them in front of Meng Wenzhou, Su Yang, and the others.
"Thank you~"
"You're welcome, you're welcome~"
Su Yang looked at the boss and asked, "What should we call you?"
"You can call me Old Ma or Brother Ma, whatever you like. I'm a pretty easy-going guy. Since you've chosen to stay at my place, us meeting is a kind of fate. Feel free to ask me anything you want to know about Licheng's various attractions, or if you have any questions. I'm a native of Licheng, born and bred, I know the place inside out, haha."
"Alright, Brother Ma, you seem like a straightforward person."
"Hehe, yes, I've always been this way. I enjoy making friends from all over, which is why I opened this inn in the first place."
"Fortunately, the reviews are pretty good, and the occupancy rate is high. Otherwise, it'd be tough to keep an inn running long-term among so many in the old town~"
"That's true."
As they were chatting, the young man from the front desk finished checking in and walked over.
The four young people exchanged polite greetings with Su Yang's group, then pulled their suitcases into the backyard.
Seeing this, Old Ma smiled and said, "You guys can go check in now."
"Okay~" Meng Wenzhou agreed, standing up and walking towards the front desk. The others continued sitting, drinking tea and chatting.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Yang looked at the girls and briefly explained the situation regarding Zhong Qing.
After he finished, the guys thought the four girls might be somewhat unwelcoming, but none of them reacted negatively, especially Pan Ning.
Tang Ziyun and Su Qingci even kept asking questions like whether this girl was pretty or not.
Precisely because Su Yang had never been short of female friends around him, everyone was already used to it.
Only Meng Qianyu seemed a little displeased at first after hearing it, but she quickly returned to normal and didn't say much more.
Su Yang then took out his phone, opened Douyin, and replied to Zhong Qing.
"We've arrived in Licheng."
Zhong Qing replied instantly again: "Finally!! Where are you?"
"At the inn, checking in."
"What's the name of the inn?"
"I think it's called something like Shuiyuntian Inn."
"Shuiyuntian?"
"Uh-huh, yes."
"Then wait for me a moment."
Su Yang was taken aback, thinking to himself: 'What's going on?'
'This girl isn't at this same inn, is she? It can't be... that much of a coincidence, right?'
Thinking this, Su Yang typed: "What do you mean? Where are you?"
After sending the message, there was no further reply.
Liu Bo leaned over at this point and asked, "So? Did you tell the girl?"
"I did, but she told me to wait."
"Wait? She's not just messing with you, is she? Maybe she's not even here at all," Liu Bo said with a wink and a smile.
"It'd be fine if she didn't come. But I think it's real, didn't she send me a screenshot of her flight ticket?"
"Brother Yang, don't you know flight tickets can be refunded?"
"I know. But if someone went through the trouble of buying a ticket just to take a screenshot and mess with me... well, I wouldn't have that much free time on my hands."
Liu Bo thought for a moment and nodded. "That's true. Then we'll just wait."
"Alright~"
Tap tap tap tap~
Two minutes later, a somewhat hurried set of footsteps came from the backyard. Su Yang tilted his head to look and was instantly stunned.
He saw a girl in a red T-shirt and skinny jeans running quickly towards them.
She ran to the tea table and looked around at the seated group one by one.
"Excuse me, do any of you know someone named Su Yang?"
Hearing this, everyone turned to look at her.
The girl then spotted Su Yang sitting among the guys.
Her face immediately broke into a bright smile as she ran to Su Yang's side and said loudly, "You really are here! Finally, I get to meet you!!"
That's right, the newcomer was Zhong Qing.
She had previously booked an inn near the old town at random after arriving, never expecting it to be the same one Su Yang and the others had booked.
In person, she looked even prettier than in her photos, perhaps due to her makeup.
Her long hair was now tied up in a bun, with straight-cut air bangs resting on her forehead. Her features were very delicate, her face small and cute. The sides of her cheeks puffed out slightly near her mouth, giving her a sweet and adorable appearance. Her figure was also excellent, not losing out at all to the four girls present.
Su Yang opened his eyes wide in confusion and asked, "You... how are you here too?"
He had never imagined in a thousand guesses that Zhong Qing would have booked the same inn.
"I just booked a random inn~ So this is fate, see? You booked this place too."
"Uh..." Su Yang scratched his head and turned to look at the group with their complex expressions.
He stood up and made a simple introduction: "This is Zhong Qing, the one I just told you about~ Well, other than her name, I don't know anything else either. This is my first time meeting her too."
"Hello, everyone~" Zhong Qing turned around, the corners of her mouth curving upwards into a radiant, flower-like smile as she greeted them.
Everyone replied very politely. Zhang Ziming immediately stood up and said, "Zhong Qing, right? I'm Zhang Ziming. Should we call you Qingqing? Or...?"
"Just call me Xiao Qing~"
"Alright. Well, have a seat. We're all friends of Su Yang~"
"Okay~ I could tell right away you're all nice people. The guys are handsome, the girls are beautiful, especially these gorgeous ladies. I swear I've never seen so many girls who are ten times prettier than me all together at once before."
Hearing Zhong Qing's words, Meng Qianyu smiled with great satisfaction. "Xiao Qing, you're very pretty too~ Come, sit with us."
"Okay~"
Zhong Qing was very good with words. She sat down among the four girls and had them all laughing heartily within a couple of minutes.
Except for Pan Ning, who still didn't show much emotional fluctuation.
At this moment, Meng Wenzhou, having finished checking in, turned and walked back to the tea table. He had already seen Zhong Qing earlier.
Seeing this, Su Yang introduced, "Xiao Qing, this is also our friend, Meng Wenzhou."
"Wow, this brother is so handsome!! Are you an actor?"
Hearing this, Meng Wenzhou stumbled, almost falling over. It wasn't that he didn't think he was handsome, but he hadn't expected this girl to be so effusive with her praise.
Meng Wenzhou chuckled and said, "You flatter me, you flatter me. Just a little handsome, a little handsome~"
"Brother Meng is way too modest!"
Zhang Ziming then leaned close to Su Yang, winked, and whispered with a smile, "This girl is quite something, huh~"
"Why don't I ever get that kind of treatment? Such a beautiful girl, flying all the way from Haicheng just to see you, and all because she watched one video? That's wild. I genuinely admire people who act like that."
"I was pretty surprised myself~"
"I consider myself decently handsome, so why is my luck with women so terrible?"
"Yangyang, be honest with me, am I good-looking or not?"
"Handsome!! Seriously handsome!"
"Really?"
"Why would I lie? You're just a tiny, tiny bit less handsome than me."
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world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”