Zhan Ning brought the information gathered by Han Zhan and the others to report to the Fallen Knight.
The three who received the subsidies all had smiles spreading across their faces.
Andrew immediately placed a row of gold coins on the table of the Nightingale Inn's landlady. The landlady, who hadn't spared him a glance earlier, now stood up with a smile, skillfully assuming a pleading posture.
"Arrange one for me."
"Alright, sir, I'll have the girls stop resting and come down to let you choose."
Just as the landlady was about to sway her hips and head upstairs, Andrew called her from behind.
"Not a woman, a man," Andrew said.
"???
Han Zhan and Di Long, who hadn't left yet, were instantly shocked upon hearing Andrew's words.
They involuntarily faced Andrew and slowly retreated outside the Nightingale Inn.
Although Di Long's body had mostly recovered, there were still some hidden ailments. He needed to find a specialist nursing master for deep healing.
