At the Female Proprietress's words, Chen Lin glanced at her, his gaze somewhat cold.
"Please eat, sir. It'll get cold soon. Once we're done, we can go back to our room and take a bath. I'm covered in dirt."
Seeing this, Tutu immediately urged him on.
Chen Lin turned back without another word and began wolfing down the food.
Before long, he had polished everything off. Another male attendant came over and led them to a guest room upstairs.
He took a bath first.
Then he bolted the door, set up a few warning measures, and fell straight into bed.
He had been hungry and exhausted all this time, and even he could no longer hold out. He had no energy to concern himself with anything else.
Early the next morning.
Chen Lin got up early and woke Tutu as well.
"What's that Female Proprietress's background? You seem quite afraid of her."
"I'm not afraid."
Tutu rubbed his eyes.
"We're fleeing for our lives right now. We can't go around making trouble. That woman is called Feng Siniang. Supposedly, she's run an inn here for over ten years. Her background is mysterious, and her martial skills aren't weak either."
"Martial skills?"
Chen Lin seized on the key point.
"Didn't you say there were no supernatural abilities here? How powerful can ordinary moves be?"
"When I said there were no supernatural abilities, I meant in normal places. The Mysterious District is different. With its abundant Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, people here can break through the limits of the human body."
Tutu answered immediately.
Then he added, "With sufficiently advanced martial training, you can develop internal energy. Ordinary soldiers are no match for it."
"There are even stronger practitioners who can cultivate true qi and project it outside their bodies. Fighting