Shopkeeper Liu returned to Pleasant Peace Inn on the inn's attendant's tricycle after buying groceries. Dawn had only just begun to brighten.
At this hour, guests at Pleasant Peace Inn were only beginning to rise one after another and eat breakfast, and the entire inn was slowly starting to bustle with life.
Shopkeeper Liu brought back the roll of white cloth Shopkeeper Zhao had given him. Wasn't it just signing a name? It felt rather novel, and it was no big deal anyway. Though the chief proprietor of Rongshengxiang had started out as a butcher, he was quite forthright. If Proprietor Qian was fortunate enough to become a local elder of Mysterious Heaven City this time, it would not be a bad thing. Perhaps he might even benefit from it in the future.
According to Shopkeeper Zhao, all the butchers in Mysterious Heaven City and the owners of quite a few eateries supported Proprietor Qian. In the towns and farms outside the city, Proprietor Qian had also gathered many signatures of support. It was said that the number of people supporting him with their signatures had already exceeded six thousand.
The selection of local elders in Torch Dragon Territory had only begun a few days ago, yet it was already becoming more and more interesting. Quite a few prominent, wealthy households with deep roots both inside and outside the city, as well as many influential figures in various trades who commanded sizable followings, had begun to move.
Mysterious Heaven City was like this; the other cities were presumably much the same.
Shopkeeper Liu remembered Shopkeeper Zhao's words. After bringing back the white cloth, he found some spare time and had the inn attendants and their wives sign it. Those who could not write simply pressed their fingerprints onto it. He