"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Is anyone there?"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Xu Yanxing stood at the entrance of a house, the dull knocking echoing far down the quiet street.
"Who is it?"
Soon,
a wary voice came from inside.
"Old sir, we're travelers who didn't make it inside in time. Could you please do us a favor and open the door so we can hide for a while?"
Xu Yanxing called out.
"Nonsense."
"It's been dark for so long. How could there still be any travelers?"
The voice sounded old.
There was an elderly man inside.
Forget Gray Mist Port—even an old person from the Peaceful Era knew to be wary when someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, in case they were criminals.
"Sir, we came down from the ship."
"Something happened on the ship."
"We came from the docks. Please, let us in. We'll just stay by the door once we're inside..."
Xu Yanxing refused to give up.
The thin mist had already spread to the opposite street.
At least five minutes.
At most ten.
If they still couldn't find a house willing to shelter them, the place they were in would be completely covered by the thick fog.
"Get lost."
"There's no room for you here."
The old man inside not only ignored Xu Yanxing's explanation but began cursing at him viciously.
"No."
"That old bastard won't let us in."
"Let's try another house."
Xu Yanxing shook his head.
If they had been in another situation and encountered someone who cursed at them like this, he would certainly have taught the man that loose lips brought trouble.
But now clearly wasn't the time.
"Try another house?"
"If one house won't work, none of them will."
"At this hour, you'll get the same result no matter