Greenwood Town, the largest market town at the foot of Six Harmonies Mountain.
As dusk approached, the Drunken Immortal Tower at the eastern end of town had already hung out its "Full House" sign.
The shopkeeper stood at the entrance with his back bent, fine beads of sweat seeping from his brow as he forced a smile for every familiar patron who arrived:
"I truly apologize. Distinguished guests have come to the tower today and booked the entire place."
These words naturally drew no small amount of complaint from the regulars.
But all the shopkeeper could do was apologize again and again.
He had no choice.
The people upstairs at this moment were all major figures of the martial world!
One had to know that—
as a town built at the foot of Six Harmonies Mountain, Liu Zhenshan, Sect Leader of the Six Harmonies Sect, was practically the sky over Greenwood Town!
Yet at this moment, those gathered upstairs were figures on the same level as Liu Zhenshan in the martial world—and there was more than one of them!
Before such illustrious and formidable personages, how could the mere shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Tower possibly afford to offend them?
He could only keep wiping the cold sweat from his brow, quietly explaining matters to the regulars and urging them to leave, while promising that if they returned in a few days, he would offer them some small gifts as compensation.
Only then did the regulars gathered around reluctantly depart.
The commotion at the inn's entrance
did not cause much of a disturbance.
At this moment, inside a private room on the third floor, seven figures sat around a round redwood table.
Eight cups of clear tea sat on the table, yet none had been touched.
The last ray of