A few people suddenly heard sounds similar to an argument.
Rong Qing furrowed his brows as several of them looked in the direction of the noise.
The commotion was coming from a woman who appeared to be in her twenties.
She wasn't tall, holding a handheld camera, with long black wavy hair lazily cascading down her back, giving off a youthful and fashionable vibe.
"Excuse me, ma'am, we went up to the floor above you as soon as you called to check around—"
"And then you found nothing? And you're just going to leave it at that? I haven't had a good night's sleep in days, look at these dark circles under my eyes. I came here to enjoy myself, to learn things, and this is how your so-called high-star hotel treats its guests?"
The young lady at the front desk was interrupted again before she could finish speaking.
The young lady at the front desk appeared a bit embarrassed, yet she attempted to soothe the woman with a slight smile.
