It wasn't a person who stopped them.
It was a large gate, along with a sign that read "Yangmeiling Tourist Resort Ticket Office."
Yu Zhengchuan walked up to the ticket office.
A young girl inside glanced outside.
"Three tickets? That'll be three hundred."
Yu Zhengchuan waved his hand and said, "Excuse me, I wanted to ask, why has Yangmeiling started charging fees?"
The girl gave Yu Zhengchuan a cold look.
"It's turned into a tourist resort, naturally, there's a fee now. Otherwise, you think you can freeload here?" she said.
"What do you mean by that? We are here to visit the graves. What do you mean by freeload?"
"Visit the graves? What graves? There are no graves in the tourist resort for you to visit. If you're not buying tickets, don't block the way, move aside," the girl said disdainfully.
Yu Zhengchuan felt like exploding in anger.
Chen Fang stopped him.
He pulled out three hundred-yuan bills and handed them over, saying, "We'll buy the tickets."
