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Seeing that the show could not go on, the bearded man showed his true colors, grabbed the shopkeeper by the collar, and threatened loudly.

Just when Chu He couldn't stand it and was about to go on, a figure rushed out faster than him.

"Stop!" A figure in fluttering white clothes jumped directly from the second floor and landed directly beside the two of them. One hand tapped the strong man's arm, and the strong man felt as if he had been stung by a wasp. Generally, let go of the hand holding the shopkeeper's collar directly.

"Hey!" The burly man screamed, and looked at the figure who shot at him, "That short-sighted guy dared to ruin my good deed!"

The person who came was a handsome young man in white clothes, with a wine gourd hanging on one side of his waist and a three-foot green spear hanging on the other.

"Aren't you afraid that the government will punish you if you are so blatantly blackmailing here!" the white-clothed boy said with a righteous face.

"Hmph! This has nothing to do with you!" The brawny man said angrily, a little speechless in his heart, what does my breaking the law have to do with you?

Can't you just pretend you didn't see it? In this way, hello, hello, hello, everyone, I can still get a high-class room and three thousand taels of silver for a night of prostitution for nothing!

If everyone keeps silent about this kind of thing, the criminals will naturally succeed, but once someone speaks out, they will probably return empty-handed.

But it's all because of this nosy guy, all the money that should have been obtained is gone, and, where to stay tonight is probably also a problem!

Chu He sat on the railing on the third floor with great interest, watching what happened below.

If someone came out to take care of this matter, then he would not go out to participate.

But what happened next caught Chu He a little off guard.

"Who the hell are you! Why do you care so much!" Seeing that the incident had been revealed this time, the strong man lying on the ground also stood up from the ground and said with a fierce look on his face.

"Hmph! I'm just a Confucian scholar passing by! Remember it!" The white-clothed young man snorted coldly, and said solemnly.

"Aren't you afraid that my two brothers will beat you up!" The two strong men walked over with fleshy faces.

"Oh? You can try it?" The white-clothed boy glanced at the two of them with disdain.

The bearded man suddenly remembered what happened just now. This guy just lightly pressed his arm, and his arm felt like he was bitten by something, and the pain was extremely painful.

It seems that this self-proclaimed Confucian scholar is not simple! It is likely to have practiced a few hands!

"Do you dare to report your name! Also let me and my brothers know who has fallen into the hands of someone!" There was a trace of unwillingness in the eyes of the bearded and strong man.

"Hmph! You heard me clearly! I won't change my name when I'm going, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. The poet of Linjiang County, Bailong!" The young man in white looked at the two of them.

Chu He, who was sitting on the railing on the third floor, almost fell off.

"He is Bailong? Then who am I?" Chu He was lost in thought.

This guy who called himself Bailong said that he was the chief poet of Linjiang County, so the designation was not a duplicate name.

The corners of Chu He's mouth curled up slightly, interesting, don't people nowadays dare to go out without wearing a few vests?

Especially if you wear a vest, I have no objection, but you can't wear my vest!

Chu He didn't jump down to expose it on the spot, but just watched the scene below quietly.

"Hmph! Bailong, right? We remember you!" Hearing the name Bailong, the bearded burly man turned slightly pale, and hurriedly pulled his brother out of the crowd and left the inn.

This is not surprising, the youth poetry meeting in Linjiang County has been over for a while, and the news that Bailong won the first prize has already spread, and there are very few people in Linjiang County who don't know the name of Bailong .

And the bearded man had obviously heard of Bailong's name, so when the boy in white said he was Bailong just now, he knew that he was completely screwed this time, so he pulled his accomplices to withdraw directly.

"What? Is he this year's poetry chief of Linjiang County, a rising star in literature and art, and Young Master Bailong?"

"I heard that this Mr. Bailong has an outstanding temperament and is dressed in white. This Mr. Bailong is probably Mr. Bailong!"

"It is said that Mr. Bailong has even caused the vision of Wen Dao to come. The future Mr. Bailong has a bright future!"

There were many people in the inn who knew the legend of Mr. Bailong, and everyone started whispering.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, as long as I'm here, those two liars will never bother you!" "Bailong" said with a righteous face.

"This...thank you, Mr. Bailong..." The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and thanked "Bailong".

"You're being polite, shopkeeper. As the chief poet of Linjiang County, I will naturally draw my sword to help when the road is uneven! This is what Confucian scholars like me should do!" "Bailong" said with a face full of complacency.

Everyone around quickly praised "White Dragon", as if the world would be destroyed if it wasn't for him.

On the third floor, Chu He frowned slightly as he watched the young man in white wearing his waistcoat accept the praise from everyone. This "White Dragon" was a little deliberately made known to others when he dealt with the problem.

"Too reckless..." Chu He shook his head slightly.

Letting these two swindlers go away like this is only a temporary solution. This is just an inn. "Bailong" will leave here sooner or later. What if these two guys take advantage of "Bailong"'s absence? Time to come back, then this inn will definitely pay a heavier price.

But this "White Dragon" obviously didn't understand this point, and he was still complacently accepting everyone's flattery.

There is still one thing that Chu He doesn't understand, that is, why does this guy still have to use his vest, wouldn't it be good to make one by himself?

"Guest officers!" the shopkeeper shouted in the lobby, attracting everyone's attention, "I'm sorry for disturbing everyone's rest, in order to compensate for the interruption to all guest officers, our store has decided that as long as it is Customers who spend in our store today will get a 20% discount!"

In order to restore the reputation and customer source of his inn, the shopkeeper did not hesitate to give everyone a discount, which immediately made all the guests cheer.

The shopkeeper saw that the guests didn't pursue it anymore, so he couldn't help wiping sweat on his forehead.

In any case, the reputation of the inn is preserved.