"Innkeeper, quickly refund this boy's room money. I'll take their room." Someone urged.
"No, we can't refund the room." the attendant said excitedly.
"Innkeeper, refund this boy's money, and I'll give you another half a tael of silver."
The innkeeper didn't get blinded by money, and bowed slightly to the person, "Sir, they've already paid the room fee, according to the rules, even if they can't make it, I can't book the room for you when it's empty."
"What happened?" Meng Yao asked the attendant.
"My young master fell and is too hurt to walk; I can't carry him, so I left him there to rest and ran to the inn for help but..." The attendant's eyes were red.
Evidently, no one was willing to help.
"You seek help without offering silver, who would be willing?"
"Yes, what if the city gate closes, and we have to camp outside? The cold spring chill, what if we get sick?"
The attendant hung his head in embarrassment.
