The rain came down in torrents, turning the roads into a muddy mess.
The group struggled along the road. After some effort, they finally reached an inn.
The inn was neither new nor particularly old; it seemed to have been built some years ago. Beneath the lanterns by the entrance, patches of moss were clearly visible.
The signboard, weathered by years of wind and rain, bore four large characters: "Kongbu Inn."
"Rumble..."
The rain poured down as if the Milky Way had been tipped over, rushing from the heavens. In every direction, the world was shrouded in mist. Only the inn's lanterns cast a touch of warmth.
The Head Escort turned his head slightly and glanced at an older escort beside him.
The escort nodded, immediately dismounted, and went to the inn's front door. He pounded on it and shouted, "Innkeeper, open up! We need food and a place to stay!"
Meanwhile, the other escorts watched the inn's entrance warily, their hands on their sword hilts as they prepared for anything that might happen.
After all, the goods they were transporting were extremely valuable. They couldn't afford to be careless in the slightest.
Only the Head Escort, seated on the carriage shaft, remained perfectly still. His expression was calm, and he seemed entirely at ease. Unlike the other escorts, he had been blessed with exceptional Root Bone from childhood. He had also studied under a renowned master and learned superior martial arts. Having weathered countless trials, he was widely recognized throughout Jianghu as a first-rate expert.
Now that he traveled the land, he no longer needed to be as apprehensive and jumpy as those second- and third-rate martial artists.
There weren't many people in all of Jianghu who dared to make trouble for him!
"Creak."
At last, the inn's front