Four Split Personalities

[Who the hell is the Second Master?!]

Jun Wu was immediately baffled, then sequentially pondered over a series of questions such as ’Do I even have a Second Master’, ’Does our Second Master play The Realm of Innocence’, ’Which bastard came to pick a fight’, and ’When did Tan Mo sneak over here’. Only reluctantly did he set down the abacus in his hands, and while continuing to rapidly calculate in his mind how much each table of guests owed, waved his hand helplessly and called out, "Come in, come in, don’t block the door, I’m still doing business here."

"Hehe, sure thing."

Following that, a handsome young man dressed in white floated into the room with a beaming smile and, without saying another word, opened his arms wide and charged... towards Xiao Liu for a hug.

[WTF?!]

Jun Wu was stunned right at that moment.

"Long time no see, Miss Wei Yang, hey, you’ve gotten even more beautiful. But hey, where did your wings go? Hahaha, it’s actually better this way, to be honest, those wings of yours looked like a quail’s, better off without them."

Although it seemed like Motan had grabbed a hold of Xiao Liu, he actually hadn’t touched the latter at all. His arms that were wrapped around the other’s shoulders were just hanging in mid-air, but his mouth kept rattling on nonstop. Xiao Liu, who had just provided service to a Bovine Demi-human brother from the Bull Tribe with embarrassment, now truly seemed on the verge of tears. Her slim shoulders trembled ceaselessly, and her big, panicked eyes kept darting to Jun Wu for help.

"Hey!"

Jun Wu hastily vaulted over the counter with a standard hurdling move, and while embarrassingly tumbling to the ground, he reached out and yelled, "Let go of that girl..."

"Let go!"

Another voice, evidently restraining anger, suddenly rang out from behind Motan. Before Jun Wu could finish his sentence, a slender and delicate-looking little hand lashed out from behind Tan Mo, and in the next instant, gripped his neck tightly, lifting his entire body off the ground.

"Damn it, gurgle!"

Wei Yang, who had just poked half her head out from the front desk, was shocked at that moment, staring at Jun Wu sprawled on the floor and asked, "Is that our Second Madam, gurgle?"

"Stop kidding, our Second Madam is probably chasing after a TV series right now..."

Jun Wu replied subconsciously, and then suddenly realizing, he exclaimed angrily, "Spit! When did that guy actually become our Second Master!"

At the same time, all the guests in the inn also shifted their gazes uniformly toward Motan, who was flailing his legs in mid-air, and the woman who effortlessly lifted him by the neck with one hand, suspending him in the air.

She had a head of lustrous black hair as smooth as the flow of water and wore a deep-blue long dress that, while relatively simple in fabric, accentuated her figure perfectly. Her skin was slightly pale, and even her frosty expression could not hide her delicate and charming features. She also wore a crimson gemstone around her neck that resembled a droplet. Despite appearing quite simple, anyone with expertise would recognize with one glance that its value would not fall under five digits in Gold Coins.

"Really, the moment I take my eyes off you, you end up causing some trouble."

Laisa Covus shook the nearly asphyxiated Mo, who was just about to faint, until he was barely conscious and then let go, allowing him to thump onto the ground. She then glanced at the still trembling Xiao Liu and snorted, "Even if it’s a long-lost acquaintance, there’s no need to be this overexcited."

And the result...

"I, I don’t know him."

Xiao Liu stuttered, and then bolted back to the front desk like a scared rabbit, timidly peeking out from behind Wei Yang.

"You hug someone you don’t know?!"

Laisa gave Motan a cold glance and ground her teeth.

"Ha ha, mistaken identity."

Motan, who had gotten up from the ground, gave a perfunctory smile and then spread his arms wide and darted towards Wei Yang: "Hey! Long time no see, Miss Wei Yang, looking more beautiful. Tsk tsk, especially these wings of yours, so well-maintained, soft and glossy. What kind of wax do you usually use?"

Wei Yang casually grabbed the rolling pin from under the counter, her face vigilant as she watched Motan: "Come any closer and I’ll whack you, gurgle!"

The sound of Laisa grinding her teeth grew louder.

"Speaking of which, can you be any more shameless?"

Similarly getting up from the floor, Jun Wu grabbed Motan and said helplessly, "I’m super busy here, if you’re coming over, can’t you give a heads up?"

"If I give a heads up, will you not be busy?"

"No, but I can hang up a ’No Entry for Certain People and Dogs’ sign in advance."

"You’d better watch your words, there’s quite a few dogs among the Half-beast People."

Motan joked casually, then naturally took Laisa’s hand beside him, and winked at Jun Wu: "Let’s set aside the work for now and find a quiet place to chat."

Jun Wu, who had already circled back to the front desk to resume settling accounts, gave a dry laugh and rolled his eyes as he gave change to a customer: "If I set aside my work, are you going to do the accounting and settle the bills?"

Seeing the front desk which was now crowded with customers waiting to pay, Motan chuckled lightly and then pulled Laisa to the side to make room, shrugging, he said, "Then I’ll wait for you for a while."

"Fine, then you go sit over there first... Ah, nevermind, it’s just the right time that you’re back, put down the stuff and help me settle the customers’ bills. Xiao Liu, give Xian Qu the latest price list to check."

Before Jun Wu could finish speaking, he saw Cleo staggeringly return carrying two large boxes, and immediately pulled him over to take over.