"Brother Xiao, isn't this place too deserted?" Little Zhou asked.
"Let's go in and take a look," Xiao Ran said.
They entered the Anfeng Inn.
It was deathly quiet. The table was covered in dust and there were cobwebs hanging across the rafters.
It looked like no one had been here for a long time.
Little Zhou reached for the ledger on the counter, but Xiao Ran stopped him. "It's poisonous."
Under his confused gaze, Xiao Ran struck out with his palm.
Rays of golden light rushed out and rippled through the surrounding area.
The whole hall was filled with dark green poisonous gas. The poison was even more potent on tables, chairs, counter tops, and other items.
"F*ck! Isn't this too ruthless?" Little Zhou cursed out loud in fright.
He hurriedly circulated his skills to use his spirit energy to protect himself.
"Brother Xiao, aren't you afraid?"