Getting off the bus, the scenery around was completely different from S City. There were no high-rise buildings here, the tallest ones at most were just three or four floors.

Brick houses and running streams were everywhere, and some women were washing clothes by the river.

Qingxi Ancient Town is considered one of the better-preserved towns because development started late here, and the roads have always been quite isolated. In fact, they’re still quite isolated now, so the customs are still quite simple.

Walking along the cobblestone path inside, we arrived at the inn Sheng Yanxiao had booked. The inn was large, with a big courtyard upon entering through the antique-style gate. The buildings were arranged around the courtyard, two stories high, with carved screens, deep corridors, giving off a feeling like time travel.

Su Weiyi and Chen Ajia shared a room, while Sheng Yanxiao and Si Nian shared another.

The room also had a retro design: a carved big bed and old-style armchairs. It couldn’t compare to a star-rated hotel, but it had a taste of returning to simplicity.

Su Weiyi took out the things from her bag; she didn’t like using the hotel’s toiletries, so they were all samples she brought herself. She then hung up the clothes she had brought.

Turning her head, she saw Chen Ajia also tidying up her bag. As expected, unsurprisingly, two-thirds of Chen Ajia’s bag were filled with food, with the remaining third being clothes, like T-shirts and shorts, which didn’t take up much space.

Across the room, Si Nian, as soon as he entered, flopped onto the bed, hands behind his head: "Brother Xiao, it’s one thing to bring a light bulb, but two at once? Who’s that girl over there? I haven’t seen her before."

Sheng Yanxiao washed his hands at the sink and spoke lightly: "Her friend."

Si Nian sat up: "Yeah, why didn’t you choose two adjacent rooms? That way, maybe we could overhear their whispers at night."

Sheng Yanxiao came out of the bathroom, lazily leaning against the bed: "Aren’t you going to play games at night?"

"Of course, this place has nothing fun to do. If I don’t play games, what else can I do?"

"That’s why I’m considering your safety."

"Huh?"

Si Nian was a bit dumbfounded. What kind of logic was that?

Sheng Yanxiao had already closed his eyes as if to rest, Si Nian also felt sleepy, lay down, and after several minutes, the classmate Si Nian jumped up from the bed, looking at the boy lying on the other bed.

Suddenly enlightened—playing games would be noisy, and the soundproofing here was mediocre, so if it were adjacent, he would disturb the neighbors. If he disturbed the neighbors, Sheng Yanxiao surely wouldn’t let him off. Given their vast difference in strength, he’d die miserably. So choosing non-adjacent rooms was considering his life’s safety.

Si Nian: "..."

Should he even say "thank you"?

Holding back, classmate Si Nian spoke up: "Brother Xiao, you’re dead meat! You’re really dead! You even thought of things like this? You’re totally done."

Sheng Yanxiao still had his eyes shut, and his thin lips slightly curled: "Hmm, rare to see your IQ online."

Si Nian: "..."

After a moment of silence, Si Nian spoke up flatteringly: "Brother Xiao, I’ll definitely be your divine assist next time and will absolutely help distract the other light bulb. Can you let me have three more pieces of equipment tonight?"

Sheng Yanxiao’s eyes opened, his gaze towards Si Nian faintly smiling: "Deal."

Si Nian was delighted, chuckling to himself, feeling good that he had found a way to handle a certain person. Just as this thought emerged, a lazy voice came from beside him: "Just so you know, you’ll still lose."