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Hearing Chen Lin's question, the Female Proprietress shook her head.

"I'm not familiar with her. In fact, I'm one of the guests the Immortal Spirit Tavern turned away. I can't even get inside."

After answering, she added, "Some time ago, someone drew out the Seven-Color Spiritual Light from a wine pot, and the tavern closed. A whole group of guests were heartbroken. Rumor had it that you might have done it, Senior Chen. People in the city discussed it for a long time, until the Monster Beast rampage pushed it out of the spotlight."

"Oh? There was a rumor like that? Do you know who started it?"

Chen Lin feigned surprise as he asked.

When he had drawn out the Seven-Color Spiritual Light, a middle-aged man had witnessed it besides Black Snake True Lord. That man might well have been one of Black Snake True Lord's people. Chen Lin had to be on his guard.

The Female Proprietress shook her head again. "I don't know either. It was just talk around town. Besides, so much time has passed that hardly anyone pays attention to it anymore."

She did not press him on whether he had done it. As a shopkeeper, she knew what to say and what to leave unsaid.

Chen Lin nodded. He did not continue the subject, turning instead to other matters.

Before long, he left the shop.

He spent a long time wandering the Market and finally gathered some information.

The person who had won the last three wine-pot slots at the auction alongside him and Black Snake True Lord was He Quanyi, head of the He Lineage. He was at early Spirit Transformation and was the lineage's only Spirit Transformation Cultivator.

Once Chen Lin had learned that, he stopped looking into the man.

As long as