The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

A waiter soon came over and asked Lin Jingyi, "Would you like a superior room, sir?"

The tone was light.

Lin Jingyi simply nodded upon hearing this.

"Please follow me." After saying this, the waiter glanced at Lin Jingyi and led her upstairs to the second floor.

Lin Jingyi felt that the service attitude was too poor.

"Waiter, is this part of the Underworld Sect's territory?" Lin Jingyi asked the waiter, pretending to be clueless.

The Underworld Sect is the name of the Demonic Sect. Because the Underworld Sect members and their leader are brutal and indiscriminate in killing innocent people, they are known as the Demonic Sect by people in the martial arts world, but they always refer to themselves as the Underworld Sect.

Lin Jingyi arrived at the territory of the Demonic Sect. These people were all related to the Demonic Sect, so Lin Jingyi naturally wouldn't refer to the Underworld Sect as the Demonic Sect.

When the waiter heard that Lin Jingyi asked about the Underworld Sect instead of the Demonic Sect, his attitude became more enthusiastic, but he still remained cautious.

"Sir, would you like to go to the Underworld Sect?" the waiter asked with a puzzled look.

"That's right. My friends and relatives were all slaughtered by the so-called righteous sects. I was the only one who escaped. I wanted to seek revenge, but I was outnumbered and weak. So I came here to join the Underworld Cult."

Lin Jingyi said with a sorrowful expression.

The waiter was furious upon hearing this and said indignantly:

"Those people claim to be from a prestigious and righteous sect, always standing on their moral high ground to criticize our Underworld Cult. Don't they also indiscriminately kill innocent people? They even try to label others as more cruel than our Underworld Cult—a bunch of hypocritical scoundrels!"

Lin Jingyi seemed to be provoked by these words; his eyes reddened and his face darkened.

"I, Zhao Yan, am mortal enemies with those so-called upright people!!"

Lin Jingyi spoke in a low voice, then suddenly raised his voice.

Upon hearing this, the waiter looked at Lin Jingyi as if he were one of his own.

His face was full of smiles.

Those who have grudges against those people are potential followers of their Underworld Cult, but they still need to be tested.

“Well said. Our Underworld Sect is also sworn enemies with those people.” The waiter smiled and echoed Lin Jingyi’s words, then asked, “May I ask, young hero, which side do you belong to? Why were you wiped out by righteous people?”

Lin Jingyi's face was filled with sorrow, and his voice became much softer: "Actually, I don't know either. My family and I were originally bandits on a mountain near Yanxue Manor."

At this point, Lin Jingyi felt a little guilty.

“I was out running errands during that time, and it was people from nearby villages who discovered it. They said the murderer was from Yanxue Manor.”

As Lin Jingyi spoke, a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.

"They were killed by the people of Yanxue Manor because they tried to kidnap a girl a few days ago but failed."

As Lin Jingyi spoke, he followed the waiter upstairs.

Upon hearing this, the waiter's eyes darted around.

If he remembered correctly, that bandit den was destroyed by the Underworld Cult not long ago.

Xiao Er stroked his chin, realizing that Yanxue Manor had been blamed for the actions of the Underworld Sect.

Fortunately, this fool doesn't know. Let him work for the Underworld Cult then. The waiter's eyes were full of calculation.

"Sir, we've arrived at your room. Please let me know if you need anything." Upon arriving at the room, the waiter invited Lin Jingyi in and greeted him warmly.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

Lin Jingyi smiled and said to the waiter in a light tone.

The waiter then left, closing the door behind him for Lin Jingyi.

Lin Jingyi went into the room, put down his luggage, and then went downstairs to have dinner.

The shopkeeper's expression was much better than when they first met.

At this moment, Lin Jingyi was the only guest downstairs.

Lin Jingyi ordered two signature dishes and then said to the innkeeper, "Innkeeper, it's lunchtime now, why are there no customers?"

The innkeeper smiled wryly and said to Lin Jingyi, "Young hero, you flatter me. Our town rarely has outsiders. Most people eat at their own homes. Those who usually stop by for a meal or stay at the inn are all from out of town."

"I see." Lin Jingyi nodded, then asked, "Are there many people from other places around on weekdays?"

The shopkeeper sighed, then slowly said, "This is the territory of the Underworld Sect, and outsiders rarely come here."

As she spoke, she didn't forget to observe Lin Jingyi's expression.

Lin Jingyi nodded knowingly and then said nothing more.

Seeing that Lin Jingyi had stopped talking, the shopkeeper seemed to have opened up and began to ask Lin Jingyi, "Young brother, what important matter brings you here?"

Upon hearing the shopkeeper's words, Lin Jingyi lowered his head, feigning sadness so the shopkeeper wouldn't see his expression, and said in a muffled voice:

"My family was framed and my relatives died at the hands of Yanxue Manor. There is nowhere for me to hide in the martial arts world."

As Lin Jingyi spoke, he raised his head, a tear sliding down his cheek: "Only here can I find peace and seek revenge."

"These people are truly hateful," the shopkeeper concluded without asking any questions.

In fact, Xiao Er had already told him about Lin Jingyi's situation; he just wanted to find out more this time.

Seeing Lin Jingyi's behavior, the shopkeeper dispelled his doubts.

"Shopkeeper, do you know how one can join the Underworld Cult?"

Lin Jingyi asked the shopkeeper.

"To join the Underworld Cult, you need a recommendation from someone you know. Generally, the Underworld Cult won't accept people with compassionate hearts."

"What if I don't know anyone here?" Lin Jingyi asked, looking troubled.

"It's alright. I happen to be a member of the Underworld Cult. If you'd like to join, I can introduce you," the shopkeeper said casually.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyi bowed to the shopkeeper with delight, "In that case, thank you very much, shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper smiled and waved his hand, "No need to thank me, we're practically family now."

Lin Jingyi: Can you give my family a free stay? Can you let me stay for free?

"Okay." Lin Jingyi smiled again and sat down again when the waiter brought the dishes.

After finishing his meal, Lin Jingyi bid farewell to the innkeeper and went upstairs. He then asked the waiter to prepare bathwater, and after taking a bath, he went to bed.

The next morning, Lin Jingyi went downstairs for breakfast. The innkeeper saw him and said, "Young brother, didn't you want to join the Underworld Sect? Please come with me."

Lin Jingyi felt there was no rush, so he said to the innkeeper, "I woke up this morning and I'm a little hungry. Could I have breakfast before I leave?"

"That's fine," the shopkeeper said.

After saying that, Lin Jingyi started eating breakfast, while the shopkeeper sat and waited.

They finished eating in no time, and the innkeeper took Lin Jingyi out the door.

Remembering that he still had a horse, he said to the innkeeper, "Innkeeper, my horse..."

"I'll keep it for you at the foot of the mountain. You can come back for it when you need it. You can't take it up the mountain with you," the shopkeeper said calmly.

Lin Jingyi didn't insist any further and said to the servant, "Then I'll have to trouble this young man."

The servant nodded and went back to work.

Then he followed the shopkeeper up the mountain.

Along the way, Lin Jingyi and the shopkeeper exchanged names and began to address each other as brothers.

The shopkeeper's name was Hu Ting, while Lin Jingyi said his name was Zhao Yan.