Four Split Personalities

Cleo was still clueless at this moment, instinctively responding, "But the cup of sweet lemon tea leaves and dregs haven’t been brought up yet..."

"There’s no problem if you can’t carry it all at once, we’ll just deduct it from your salary."

Master Jun patted his shoulder with a particularly generous gesture, and then went upstairs to the second floor with Wei Yang, bringing along Motan and Leisha Covus. The Cloud Traveler Inn, situated in the Wuye District, comprised three levels: a basement, a ground floor lobby, and second floor offices. The establishment covered a substantial area, significantly larger than the one they used to run in Kalan City. Although not as big as their branch in Black Tower City, considering the premium real estate of the City of Freedom, its value was even higher.

"Hello."

As Motan passed by Cleo, she greeted him cheerfully, and Leisha, trailing behind her, gave a lukewarm nod as well.

"Oh, hello."

Holding an abacus that Master Jun force-fed to him, Cleo casually returned a greeting, but only after the group had gone upstairs did he suddenly widen his eyes and exclaimed, "Wait! Why the hell is that bastard here!?"

"Which bastard?"

Little Liu curiously leaned in to ask.

"Ah... nothing..."

Knowing that this intern girl from No Night Area, Liu Mu·Qin Kebei Er, was not particularly cunning and was by no means a kindred spirit with Boss Jun, Cleo decided not to say much. He simply brushed the question off before asking, "Can I take a look at the price list?"

"Sure, here you go."

" ... This ... "

Cleo took a glance at the third edition of the price list meticulously put together by Master Jun and was surprised to find the prices unexpectedly fair. Then he looked again...

[Those two must have been highway robbers before they changed trades...]

Looking at those blissfully unaware dupes who got swindled, Cleo heaved a deep sigh, feeling that his trip here was not in vain.

Meanwhile, on the second floor lounge of the No Night Area Traveler Inn

"This is our deputy boss, Lady Leisha Covus."

Leaning against a sofa, Motan patted Leisha’s thigh beside him and jovially introduced her to Master Jun and Wei Yang.

"Scram."

Master Jun glared at Motan before pushing up his glasses and nodding slightly at Leisha, "Hello, Lady Leisha, I’m the owner of the No Night Area branch of the Cloud Traveler Inn, Jun Wu, and this is my sister, Wei Yang."

"Hello coo~"

Wei Yang had just slipped into a simple dress in the inner room and cheerfully made a "scissors hand" gesture. She seemed to think that her maid outfit splattered with sweet lemon juice wasn’t quite suitable to wear while talking business.

"Hello to you guys."

Leisha responded politely, then looking down at Motan’s restless hand, she said coldly, "From now on, if you touch me again, I’ll cut off one of your fingers."

Motan blinked his eyes and tentatively asked, "What about... starting with three fingers?"

Crack!

And then Leisha dislocated his right arm.

"Ha ha, she’s tough on the outside but soft on the inside."

Undisturbed by his nearly numb right arm dangling weakly at his side, Motan instead grinned and winked at Jun Wu and Wei Yang sitting across from him.

Knowing Tan Mo’s personality all too well, Jun Wu helplessly shook his head, not pursuing the tangent and instead went straight to the point, "Why did you come here?"

"Of course, I came to congratulate you on your new store opening and getting a promotion and a raise. Tsk, this place is really nice. The commercial value of just this street is greater than that of Kalan City."

Motan whistled, crossed his legs and said with a grin, "How does it feel to go from a ground-level employee to an executive? How’s the business expansion going?"

"We just opened yesterday coo."

Wei Yang combed through her feathers while shaking her head, "Asking us how we feel now, what are you expecting us to answer coo?"

Motan chuckled leisurely, "Although this place did indeed open just yesterday, as far as I know you two have been in the City of Freedom for over two months now. We may have been out of touch during this time, but don’t you dare say that you’ve been loafing around these past two months. That would really break my heart."

"What else can we do if we don’t just get by, huh?"

Wei Yang was now carefully taking out a little brush from her baggage and meticulously applying something to a feather, shaking her head as she said, "For the past two months, most of the time it’s been ’aptitude assessments.’ I’m doing alright, but Master Jun hasn’t had a moment of rest, no time for anything else."

Mo Tan scornfully glanced at the two: "You’re not very professional as information traders, are you?"

"Being too professional can arouse suspicion. Don’t forget, we are already in the limelight. Being less conspicuous will only save us from more trouble."

Although Jun Wu knew that Mo Tan understood this, he still casually explained, then curved his fingers to gently push up his glasses: "Of course, we can’t stay here for so long without any gains. I do have a grasp on some rather superficial pieces of information."

Obviously, Jun Wu was not merely idling away his time; he was simply not showing off too much. And after his successful promotion and raise, he didn’t intend to burn bridges either. After all, for the identities of ’Jun Wu’ and ’Wei Yang,’ their foundations were too shallow in The Realm of Innocence. There was no room for development in Kalan City, and they were even novices in the City of Freedom. Their present situation owed everything to Mo Tan, so he had never planned to terminate this mutually beneficial deal from the start.

"You have a grasp on some superficial information?"

Mo Tan could naturally read between the lines of Jun Wu’s words, yet he casually changed the subject with a light laugh: "Are you sure?"

Jun Wu spread his hands: "I’m sure, but everyone has a different understanding of the word ’superficial.’ Perhaps from your perspective, I know nothing at all."

"Hmm, that’s probably what I meant. After all, you didn’t even guess her identity."

Mo Tan gestured towards Laisa Covus, who had been silent all this while, leisurely saying: "Perhaps the name Laisa is rather common, but the surname Covus... Heh, Boss Jun, who has a ’simple understanding’ of the City of Freedom, did you not associate it with anything?"

"Covus... Covus... Laisa Covus..."

Jun Wu furrowed his brows deeply and bowed his head in thought for quite a while before slapping his thigh hard: "Salia Kevos! You’re the daughter of the late Earl Fezren Kevos..."

"That’s correct, Fezren Kevos was my father."

Laisa nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a touch of sadness, yet she maintained her composure and simply said: "My current name is Laisa Covus. I am being pursued by my uncle...who is the current Clan Leader of the Covus Family, Earl Kreber Kevos. His goal, it seems, is this Original Blood Crystal."

She pointed to the teardrop-shaped blood-colored pendant around her neck, her complexion seemingly paler than before.

"Kreber Kevos is after you, huh?"

Wei Yang, surprised, widened her eyes in astonishment, exclaiming: "He even paid us a visit at our grand opening yesterday, huh!"

Jun Wu also looked at Laisa in surprise, clearly not aware of this missing ’Lady Salia’s’ relations with the current Earl Covus.

The relationship between the hunter and the hunted!

"Among those who checked out after Laisa’s appearance just now, at least eight people recognized her identity."

Mo Tan calmly popped his dislocated right arm back into place, casually picked up a lock of Laisa’s hair and sniffed it, saying playfully with a smile: "Among them, three are from the Fourth Branch of the Free City Thieves’ Guild, two are of unknown identity, four are from the headquarters of Cloud Traveler Inn, and one... should be Kreber Kevos’s man."

Jun Wu clenched his fist, then, as if deflating, flopped onto the sofa and bitterly smiled: "Is it too late to send the guests away now?"

"Of course it’s not too late, my time is precious, and I didn’t plan on staying too long anyway."

Mo Tan nodded with a smile.

Without another word, Wei Yang raised her finger pointing to the door: "Please, huh."

But Jun Wu noticed a detail in Mo Tan’s previous statement and hesitantly asked: "Did you just say ’I’?"

"Correct, ’I’ didn’t plan on staying too long."

Mo Tan nodded vigorously, then stood up and patted Laisa’s shoulder...

"But you, second mistress, I’m afraid you’ll need to ’deposit’ yourself here for some time."

"No way!!"

"I’ll pay for room and board."

"That’s still a no!"

"A thousand Gold Coins."

"What do you think this place is?! Scram, leave the money and the second mistress!"

Chapter 602: The End