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At this time, the lobby of the inn was unusually quiet.

The originally bustling space became empty due to the arrival of the Liang family's housekeeper.

The guests either hurried back to their rooms or left in a hurry, and no one dared to stay here for a moment.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

The Liang family's housekeeper sat in the middle of the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It was the finest tea brewed for him by the shopkeeper himself.

However, after he took a sip, his brows furrowed and a look of obvious displeasure appeared on his face.

He quickly spat the tea in his mouth to the side, splashing it on the face of the shopkeeper who was standing not far away and carefully observing his reaction.

"What kind of tea is this?"

The butler's voice was sharp and full of contempt.

"It's such a disgusting drink, even my dog ​​wouldn't want it! How dare you give it to me!"

The shopkeeper was so shocked by the sudden humiliation that his face turned red and his hands clenched into fists. He was obviously extremely angry.

But when his anger was about to explode, he thought of the safety of himself and his family - if he offended the powerful Liang family, he would probably be homeless on the streets tonight or even very likely end up in a mass grave.

The shopkeeper forced a smile that was uglier than crying, with the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to maintain his last bit of dignity.

"Sir, this is the best tea we have here."

There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, revealing his inner anxiety and fear.

Upon hearing this, the butler waved his hand dismissively, his eyes full of contempt.

"alright, alright!"

He said impatiently, "Your place is so shabby, and you still expect to get good tea!"

"Have you informed anyone? Why hasn't that guy come yet?"

The shopkeeper nodded quickly, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, obviously he was very scared.

"Sir, I have already informed the guest, and he said he will be down soon."

He answered carefully, fearing that he might say something wrong and anger the Liang family's steward again.

Hearing this, the butler frowned and looked even more dissatisfied.

"Didn't you tell him that it was the Liang family who wanted to see him?"

He raised his voice, his tone thick with menace.

"How dare you make us wait so long? The master is still waiting for news from me!"

The shopkeeper's face turned even paler. He knew that if this matter was not handled properly, not only would he suffer, but the entire inn might be implicated.

So he quickly explained, "Please calm down, sir. I have indeed conveyed my message clearly. Perhaps the guest was delayed for a while by something important. Please be patient and wait a little longer."

When the butler heard that they had to wait any longer, he became furious and slammed the table with such force that the teacups on the table jumped up and the tea splashed onto the table.

His voice was filled with anger and impatience. "What's more important than ours? Go get him right now!"

The shopkeeper was so frightened by this sudden outburst that he trembled and almost lost his balance.

He nodded quickly and replied in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, I understand, I will go and urge them now!"

After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs to urge Zhang Liang and the others.

At this tense moment, Zhang Liang and Zhong Tian happened to come down from upstairs. They obviously heard the conversation downstairs.

When the shopkeeper saw Zhang Liang coming down from upstairs, an expression of relief immediately appeared on his face, as if he had seen a savior.

He hurriedly stepped forward and said with a somewhat flattering smile: "Sir, this little brother is the one you want to see."

Upon hearing this, the butler turned around and looked at Zhang Liang sharply.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he was not satisfied with his first impression of the young man in front of him.

Zhang Liang was dressed simply, far from the important person he had imagined, which made the housekeeper feel a little contempt for him.

Zhang Liang walked straight up to the housekeeper and said in a calm but respectful tone, "Are you the Liang family member who wants to see me?"

There was no respect in the words. This way of asking questions made the butler very dissatisfied, and his face instantly became gloomy.

He was about to explode, but then he thought about the purpose of his trip and finally suppressed his anger.

After all, it is not wise to make enemies before knowing the other party's background.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, the shopkeeper quickly came out to smooth things over: "Sir, I won't disturb your conversation anymore. I will withdraw first."

"If you need anything, just call me. I'll be there anytime."

After saying this, he carefully observed the butler's expression, hoping to get permission to leave.

When the butler heard his words, he just waved his hand impatiently, indicating that the shopkeeper could leave, without even bothering to say a word.

As the shopkeeper's hurried departure disappeared from sight, only the housekeeper and Zhang Liang were left in the hall.

The housekeeper snorted coldly, staring at Zhang Liang with a glare as sharp as a knife, his voice full of dissatisfaction and threat: "You really are so arrogant! How dare you make us wait so long! Haven't you investigated our Liang family before you came here? Aren't you afraid that we will be dissatisfied if we wait for so long?"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang curled up his lips into a sneer. He slowly walked to the table and sat opposite the butler.

"Your so-called Liang family is really overbearing! Can't you even wait a few minutes?"

"Besides, it's not me who wants to see you, it's you who wants to see me. Don't you even have this little patience?"

The butler's face grew darker with anger, like the calm before a storm.

However, Zhang Liang did not stop there. Instead, he continued, "Besides, I see that you are just a steward. Aren't you afraid of ruining the Liang family's reputation by being so arrogant?"

"If I expel you from the Liang family, I don't think you will have an easy time."

As soon as these words came out, a trace of anger and ferocity flashed in the butler's eyes that was difficult to conceal.

Obviously, Zhang Liang's words touched his bottom line and made him feel unprecedented humiliation.

After all, just as he said, the reason why he could be so arrogant was entirely because he relied on the Liang family's power to bully others.

Without this tiger skin, he is nothing!

The butler suppressed his anger, his mouth twitching slightly, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger: "What a sharp-tongued brat! I hope you really have the strength to back up what you say!"

Zhang Liang kept smiling when he heard this, and seemed not to take the butler's threat seriously.

He smiled softly, then asked, "Well, what do you want to see me about?"

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, the anger on the housekeeper's face gradually dissipated, replaced by a serious expression.

He took a deep breath and slowly said, "I heard that you've been making quite a fuss these past two days, little brother."

Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: It is indeed because of this.

He shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner and replied, "This isn't a big deal. I'm just doing some medicinal herb business."

Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and a barely perceptible sharpness flashed in his eyes.

He slowly said, "Having said so much, I wonder what exactly your Liang family wants to do with me?"

Upon hearing this, the butler curled up a disdainful smile, which was full of obvious superiority and charity.

He said slowly, "Our family master intends to do business with you. Since you are able to purchase so many medicinal herbs, it means that you are quite capable and capable of cooperating with our Liang family."

"We'll provide you with affordable medicinal herbs and sell them to you. You can sell them, and we'll split the profits 80% to 20%."

His tone was as if he was announcing a gift that could not be refused, full of a condescending attitude.

After saying that, he quietly waited for Zhang Liang's response, with a confident expression on his face, as if he was sure that Zhang Liang had no reason to refuse.

After hearing what the housekeeper said, Zhang Liang curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and a trace of disdain and ridicule flashed in his eyes.

He thought to himself: These guys have a great idea! Not only do they want me to spend money to buy the herbs, but they also want to give them most of the profits after selling them. Are they just daydreaming?

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang said without hesitation: "Do you think I'm a fool? How can you say such a thing?"

Zhong Tian, ​​who was standing behind Zhang Liang, shook his head and looked at the housekeeper as if he were a fool.

His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, as if to say, "How dare you come up with such a ridiculous suggestion!"