บท 342: Chapter 344 The Emissary of the Imperial City

In the inn, with a dozen tables and several dozen people, they were already served with plenty of good wine and dishes. Cultivators would never skimp on their living necessities such as food, clothing, shelter, or transportation.

But for some unknown reason, after Zhu Minglang finished his sentence, everyone lost their appetite and their will to drink; they just stared at each other across the tables...

When Zhu Minglang arrived at the guest room, Bai Qin'an's condition was somewhat better than Wen Mengru's. Wen Mengru had lain down and it was uncertain whether she had fainted or been scared unconscious, but either way, she seemed out of touch with reality.

Indeed, she was just forcing herself not to fall down, relying on a sort of instinct to survive.

Bai Qin'an kept repeating one sentence, that was to return to Miao Mountain and ask for Head Meng.

It seemed that in her consciousness, only Sect Leader Meng could give her a sense of security in this world.