"Young master, do you need a guest room? There's only one left. It's raining now, and if you wait any longer, there won't be any left." A person dressed like an ancient inn servant called out from the door.
Shen Yanchen glanced at the ancient-style inn behind him, then looked at the rain outside, and led Gu Qimiao inside.
"Please, upstairs!" The inn servant enthusiastically invited them upstairs to look at the room, accompanying the "creak" sound as the wooden door opened.
The room was neither big nor small, a 34 square meter single room, with only one bed. Everything else was fairly complete. A small wooden window allowed a view of the drizzling rain outside. It looked like a cozy place, though perhaps a bit damp due to the weather. More importantly... there was only one bed.
"Only a single room?" Shen Yanchen asked the question Gu Qimiao wanted to ask.
