Inside the inn, Shen Luo sat cross-legged, cultivating with his eyes closed.
In the blink of an eye, most of the day had passed, yet Bai Xiaotian had not returned.
With a soft creak, Chan'er emerged from inside.
"Master Chan'er, why are you up? We've been traveling nonstop for so long. You should rest some more." Seeing this, Shen Luo rose to his feet.
"It is no matter. This humble monk has rested enough and wishes to stroll around the city, take in the exotic customs here, and search for clues to my memories." Chan'er clasped his hands in salute toward Shen Luo.
"Very well." Shen Luo was taken aback, then immediately nodded in agreement.
He had also wanted to have a look around the city. He had originally intended to wait for Bai Xiaotian to return, but now that Chan'er wished to go out, it suited him perfectly.
The two left the inn and headed straight for the city's bustling commercial district.
As they walked, Shen Luo remained alert to every movement around them, but did not discover any sign that they were being followed.
No one? That shouldn't be right.
Based on his deductions, since someone had recognized him, they should have kept him under surveillance. One reason he had left the inn was that he wanted to inspect the city's Magical Artifacts; the other was to test the other party's reaction.
Still, he did not dwell on it. It was better if no one came to disturb them.
"Master Chan'er, where would you like to go first?" Shen Luo asked.
"This humble monk has no particular destination. Benefactor Shen may decide," Chan'er said.
Shen Luo nodded and led Chan'er around the eastern, western, and southern districts for a while. Unfortunately, Chan'er found no clues.
At last, they