The Hongmen Banquet was set before him. Once the innkeeper finished speaking, the onlookers began to whisper amongst themselves, and Zhao Yan caught the gist of it.
It was nothing more than talk of how he was about to meet his doom, or comments about how he was far too bold to cause trouble on someone else’s turf—essentially asking for a beating.
As the person at the center of it all, Zhao Yan didn’t even furrow his brow. He sat there looking calm and collected, as if none of this had anything to do with him. No matter what the innkeeper said, Zhao Yan maintained the same stance: one hundred wen, not a copper less. He would only compensate for the losses he had personally caused; he would accept nothing more.
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