บท 327: Small Village

There were only a few drinkers in the small, filthy and dim tavern. Like a group of lions who had already eaten their fill, they would stare at every customer who walked in until they sat down, joining in as onlookers with the rest of the crowd to the next customer who walked in after.

As soon as Gu Shenwei walked in, he noticed that traditions here were completely different from Jade City. These people were rude, and they lacked danger awareness, not knowing that their stares might actually get themselves killed.

Zhong Heng waved at him from the innermost corner that was dimmer than usual.

"Quite a good place you chose, yeah," Gu Shenwei spoke as he sat down, no longer being stared at by others.