Su Fan stepped into the Chiyuan Ruins, and the bustling tide of people swept the mixed scent of spirit herbs and dust straight into his face.
He walked slowly along the crowded street for a while, then his gaze suddenly sharpened and his footsteps came to a steady halt.
His eyes fell on the ebony signboard of the inn by the roadside. The four seal-script characters, "East Hedge Inn," exuded an ancient spiritual aura. This was where the contact was waiting.
Su Fan lifted his feet and entered the inn, walking straight toward the counter in the front hall.
Behind the counter, an old man with white hair and beard was engrossed in studying a yellowed classic, his fingertip lightly tapping the pages.
Only when Su Fan stopped before the counter did the old man slowly lower the book and casually sweep his eyes over him.
"I need a room..." Su Fan's voice was flat and emotionless.
He gave a slight nod. Then, with a thought, he took an exquisite Identity Jade Talisman from the Storage Ring on his finger and placed it inconspicuously on the counter, gently pushing it toward the old man.
The old man glanced at the jade talisman, reached out to pick it up, and brushed it over the miniature array disc embedded in the counter beside him.
The array disc lit up with a gentle screen of light, clearly displaying lines of information. He swiftly scanned them, then looked Su Fan up and down once more before placing the jade talisman back on the counter.
"The earliest flying vessel to the Yuanmang Constellation departs in three months. The fare is eight hundred thousand Spirit Crystals. Pay now..."
The old man's tone was utterly flat, as though he were stating the most ordinary thing in the