But all the rooms are rented out.

Warriors can be seen walking around.

There is a big market near the house.

There are all kinds of shops in the market, including things for ordinary people and things for warriors.

Living here is actually not bad.

"Housewife, what are you doing, throwing my things out?"

As soon as he arrived in the yard, Zhang He saw his things being thrown out, and he immediately said unhappy.

"You still have the nerve to ask why? Did you pay last month's rent?"

A middle-aged woman with a face painted like a ghost came out from upstairs, put her hands on her hips and shouted.

"Housewife, haven't we agreed to give you a few days' grace? I've already asked my family to send money."

Zhang He said depressedly: "Didn't I pay the rent on time in the past? It's only one month in arrears. It's a special situation. Can't you be tolerant?

We can be considered old friends."

"Stop trying to get close to me. If you have money, live here. If you don't have money, get out. I am in business, not charity."

The charterer's attitude was very tough.

"Who told you that I have no money? Why don't I just give you five hundred high-grade spiritual stones?"
Chapter completed!