C401 It Was the Crimson Covenant Again

The owner's gaze lingered on the gemstones, yet he remained silent.

Qi Yue slammed his palm down on the counter, exclaiming, "Dammit, are you even interested in running the Wishing Well Inn anymore? Someone comes to take out your 'spirit,' and you're just going to shrink back like a scared turtle? If this keeps up, who's going to dare come here looking for work