C317 Living Quarters!

"Sir... Sir..."

Yan Xiuchuan was no longer the naive young man from the Yan Mansion. His stern gaze was enough to intimidate most people. The clerk, feeling the weight of that gaze, began to sweat. "Sir, I just asked the owner. Indeed... indeed..." He took a deep breath and blurted out, "There really are no available rooms left. Please, the two of you..."

With a swift motion