Turns Hostile

The black-skinned barbarian raised his hand, and flicked it once. And, the other Wing Crane Tribesmen separated and dispersed at once. They then walked towards various places inside the inn.

In the City Lord's office…

The dimly-lit buildings were glowing with bright lights at the moment. In fact, the entire official mansion of the City Lord was illuminated with magnificent glory.

"Both of you; please come in. The reception feast is already ready," The black-robed old man went into the official mansion along with Zhong Xiu and Ling Chu.

An exquisite arrangement of a flowery garden and an artificial hill could be seen along the way. The old man began to introduce these things to the two people with a smiling face. It seemed for a moment as if a torrent of words were gushing out of the old man's mouth while he was introducing the surrounding things. However, the three of them didn't stop anywhere; they had continued to move into the depths instead.