Lookout Fortress, commercial district, Silver Needle Tavern.
In stark contrast to the deserted streets outside, when Xu Nan pushed open the door, entered the tavern, and passed around the stone pillars into the main hall, a wave of warm air and the clamor of the crowd rushed over him.
Only the bored bartender behind the counter glanced over curiously.
Xu Nan removed his cloak, shook off the snow, ordered a glass of juice, and casually took a seat by the bar.
It was already midnight, but the tavern's wonderful nightlife had clearly only just begun.
The air reeked of cheap perfume and the sour smell of burning coal.
He could not help wrinkling his nose, forcing himself to accept the chaotic atmosphere.
"Your juice. Sorry, I couldn't find any fresh ones." The bartender shrugged.
Xu Nan took the glass and lightly sipped it, barely holding back a frown.
It tasted truly awful.
Still, given Lookout Fortress's dire shortage of supplies, he could not ask for much.
But Xu Nan's hopes of relaxing had fallen through as well.
He had come out to get some air.
After going through five or six books, each over a thousand pages thick, the drowsy Xu Nan had chosen to give up.
Evelyn was sleeping soundly. That was thanks to the mild sleeping powder Xu Nan had slipped into the water he gave her.
She needed a good night's sleep.
Xu Nan had originally intended to use this time to search for information related to the Artsam Family himself, but in the end, he had nearly put himself to sleep reading.
Considering that those books were all unique ancient volumes, and there would be no second copy if he devoured them, he could only shake his head and come outside for some fresh air.
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