At this time, Yuan'an Town was bustling with non-stop traffic. In an inn full of incessant guests, the servers were busily entertaining, with the noise almost deafening, causing the place to be lively.
Only the private room in the farthest corner upstairs was eerily silent.
Just the sight of the two ferocious-looking men guarding the door was enough to deter people. Even if guests laughing and chatting came upstairs, as soon as they set their eyes on these intimidating men, their faces would turn pale with fright. Subconsciously, they would close their mouths and quietly slink away.
A man dressed in black martial arts attire gently pushed the door open, carrying a bowl of thick medicine in his hand, but did not make a sound. His footsteps were so light they were barely audible, demonstrating his profound inner strength. He entered without saying a word, just stood silently to one side. His hand holding the medicine bowl was steady and strong, seemingly unruffled by any changes.