Jade Marrow Fluid (Bonus Chapter for Ten Additional Monthly Votes)

At dusk, inside an inn in Dragoncoil Commandery City.

It was mealtime, and the first-floor hall of the inn was packed with more than a dozen tables of people eating and drinking.

For a time, the sounds of conversation and drinking rose throughout the entire hall.

In a corner of the hall, Ye Yun, dressed in black, sat at a table leisurely sipping wine.

Half an hour earlier, after receiving his approval, Uncle Wang had headed straight for Dragoncoil Commandery City.

Nothing unexpected happened along the way. They entered Dragoncoil Commandery City without a hitch and found an inn to stay in.

After telling Uncle Wang to do as he pleased, Ye Yun came down to the inn's first-floor hall and ordered a jug of fine wine.

He had two purposes here. The first was to drink away his fatigue, while the second was to gather information.

Places like inns, where fish and dragons mingled together, were also where information flowed most freely.

These people eating and drinking came from nearly every profession. They knew every stir and whisper within the city like the back of their hands.

Thus, Ye Yun drank while carefully listening to what these people were talking about.

As for how to hear their conversations clearly, that was naturally no challenge for a True Essence Realm martial artist like Ye Yun.

He circulated the True Essence within his body and lightly infused it into his ears. His hearing immediately became extraordinarily sharp, and every conversation became crystal clear to him.

After listening for more than ten minutes, Ye Yun had not learned what he wanted to know, leaving him somewhat disappointed.

He could not help but wonder, Could it be that Zhang Ling never came to ask Qing Shuang about it after leaving that day?

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