C277 Chapter 277

There were plenty of tricycles in Lhasa City with bells ringing on them.

The price of going to the Youth Hotel was still acceptable. It was the season, and the house was in desperate need of a large shared bed.

The room was full of strangers. They would leave at night and come at night. I was indeed not used to sleeping lightly. I packed my luggage in the morning and went to the Budala Palace