"Ever since you left thirty stores, that side has calmed down."
"Most of the townsfolk who fled from the thirty stores have returned. I bought charcoal from a charcoal seller there last winter."
The old innkeeper was just probing, and seeing no change in their expressions, he knew that these were the people who had purged the evildoers at the thirty stores.
He immediately made all the best rooms available and even lowered the lodging cost for them, also offering two jars of fine wine.
Afterward, he found out that it was the factions of Mount Heng and Mount Hua that had eliminated the bandits.
Having arranged accommodations at the inn, Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan went to the west of the town.
There was a small pagoda over there, and according to memory, they passed through a market bustling with vendors' calls.
They walked right up to the edge of the market.
Zhao Rong kept looking towards the street and found the sculpture shop.