Following the main road, they came upon a row of drab gray buildings.
It was called an inn, but it was really just seven or eight houses joined together with a second story built on top. It covered a fair amount of ground, but the construction was so crude that, from a distance... it looked like a complete mishmash.
Leading Yan Feidie with Lin Yunshao following behind, Zhou You stared blankly at the signboard and its large painted characters.
There was nothing wrong with the sign itself. Rather... he felt as though he had encountered a ghost.
This Dianyan Ridge seemed accessible from every direction, and the surrounding trees were sparse. In theory, he should have been able to walk out in any direction. Yet that was precisely what made it strange: no matter how he walked or where he went, he always ended up here.
"Full Blessing Inn."
If he still failed to notice anything wrong, he might as well throw away both pairs of eyes.
Turning back to glance at the bewildered Lin Yunshao, Zhou You sighed, then walked inside with resigned abandon.
Well, I'm already here, and I can't find a way out. Might as well get on with it and see what Shengyuan is up to.
The outside was shabby, but the inside was bustling. Around twenty tables filled the otherwise bare hall, most of them already occupied. There were all sorts of people: men dressed as bricklayers, martial artists, traveling merchants, and, of course, even more scholars dressed much like Zhou You.
Seeing him enter, the waiter hurried over with a well-practiced smile.
"Sir, are you stopping for a meal or staying the night?" ...Everything seemed perfectly ordinary.
There was no trace of a Great Strange, nor even the slightest sense that anything was off.