Murim Recurve Chapter 85
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Re'Kha excused herself from the conversation, opening the door to see the servant standing outside, carrying a cotton bag. Through her Wind Qi perception, Re'Kha peered inside, noticing it contained three sets of clothes, all in the style of the Re Clan.
The servant made a respectful bow as she handed the bag over, "My lady, since your clothes got dirty, we brought you a new set of clothes."
Re'Kha sighed helplessly; the servant didn't hint anything about the payment. She realised it was the inn owner's way of showing his gratitude. Just his actions alone showed how much he valued his life. The quality of the clothes was no inferior to the ones she wore in her Clan, showing the price the inn owner forked over without the slightest hesitation.
Each cloth cost 100 RuQi, a significant sum considering it was enough to feed a person for a month. Even considering the luxurious inn he was running, it was a significant sum to fork over. The prices of the room were expensive, costing 10 RuQi per day. But, the number of servants hired were too many.
Considering their wages, the profit lining up in his pockets, though significant wasn't a large sum. Moreover, it seemed like the inn owner didn't wish to stop at this point. Re'Kha didn't wish to take advantage of his generosity, for it wasn't as if she had saved everyone on her own.
She then noticed Ki'Nha wear a helpless expression, realising that she too had received similar treatment. Re'Kha took the bag and smiled, "Tell the owner that I am thankful for his consideration."
The servant then bowed towards the three Royal Clan ladies, "The doors of the rooms have been fixed. Please forgive us for the delay."
"It's fine," Ki'Nha waved her hand, "We were the ones who had broken them in the first place."
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Ki'Nha took the keys from the servant, stealthily pocketed one key, and turned around, glaring at the three children that had been sitting silent all along. Re'Kha smiled, knowing what was coming next as she closed the door, taking a seat in the nearby chair.
The three children flinched at her glare; Ki'Nha spoke with an admonishing tone, "The three of you almost died today. We had advised you many times that beyond the Clan was a dangerous place. A Sha had attacked this inn. If it wasn't because we were coincidentally heading towards the market and chanced upon it, we wouldn't have noticed you. You understand what this means right?"
"Sorry mother," Burfuna Ki'Nua apologised, bowing her head, expressing that she was sorry. The other two Royal Clan ladies didn't say anything from the start, silently glaring at their respective daughters to add to the mental pressure.
"Sneaking out of the clan itself is a punishable offence. Coming without any bodyguards is stupid." Ki'Nha looked angry, displaying her frustration. Through experience, Re'Kha judged that she was just faking it. Their previous conversation also proved it.
Ki'Nha just wanted her children to realise the severity of the situation so that they would be wiser in the future. She scolded them for some more time, stopping when she noticed the message had sunk into them, "Alright, the three of us are in the middle of work, so we have to leave now. We'll return in the morning and pick you up. Until then, stay obediently in your rooms, alright?"
"Yes," The three children collectively replied as they were led into their room. As the three Royal Clan ladies watched their children behave obediently, they closed the door after a couple of words of advice.
"We'll be in our room. If an emergency happens, please contact us. I'll accompany you to the hospital in the morning. Sorry to bother you." Ki'Nha whispered, winking to show that her kids might disturb her later during the night. She had noticed them shoot glances at the bag of Re'Kha. So, she was sure they would knock on her door to satiate their curiosity.
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"Please, you don't have to worry. I am travelling without any schedules, so I have a lot of free time on my hands. I'll be more than happy to share some of my travels with them." Re'Kha smiled, watching them return to their room stealthily. They ensured their children didn't notice they were staying right in the next room.
"I'll take a bath," Re'Kha sighed, feeling her body tremble under the cold. It was better now, as compared to before when she was in the presence of the Blinded Ghost. But she was still freezing over. She had been enduring all along, waiting until they left.
She didn't wish to take a bath while leaving them in the living room with her bag. They didn't look like the type to pry into the belongings of others, but she didn't wish to take any chances. Their duration of contact was short, so she hadn't grasped their characters yet.
"The clothes the owner gave are really nice," Re'Kha smiled, heading to the bathroom to take a bath. She opened the hot water tap, adjusting the temperature in the bathtub as the cold water fell at a steady stream. When it was sufficiently warm, she entered it, moaning in pleasure as the heat relaxed her muscles, reducing the chillness she was feeling.
'What is the reason I am feeling this chill?' Re'Kha wondered, unable to point out the cause. 'Did it do something to me when it stole my eyes?'
She was disappointed that she hadn't been able to get her eyes back. But Re'Kha knew that they would cross paths soon. They had clashed numerous times in the past two years and were bound to clash once again in the future.
Also, just the fact that her eyes hadn't been destroyed relieved her. As the Blinded Ghost had used a mysterious method to steal her eyes, there was a chance she would regain her sight once she snatched her eyes from it.
'I hope that comes true.' Re'Kha sighed, relaxing in the bath as she felt drowsy. She had woken up in the middle of her sleep after all. Sometime later, she heard a knock, causing her to laugh as she exited the bathtub, drying herself with a towel as she wore a new set of clothes.
Re'Kha adjusted her appearance and opened the door, watching the expected visitors standing in front with expressions of curiosity.
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