Upon entering Salt City, Xiao Yan saw every household decked out with lanterns and festive decorations. Even the guards patrolling the streets wore red flowers on their chests.
"The Mo Family's influence seems even greater than I imagined."
Xiao Yan was in no hurry to storm the Mo Family estate. This would be Mo Cheng's last birthday celebration anyway. Since the man wanted to hold a lavish banquet here, Xiao Yan would slap him hard across the face at the height of his triumph.
He would also make every faction present remember the name Xiao Yan.
Dressed in a First-Rank Alchemist's robe, Xiao Yan occasionally drew attention as he walked down the street.
But today was the Mo Family's big day, so an alchemist arriving by invitation was nothing particularly unusual.
It was just that this alchemist was exceptionally young. Any teacher capable of training him must have been a renowned figure.
Xiao Yan found the largest inn around. As soon as he entered, a beautiful waitress approached him.
"Sir, may I ask if you have an invitation?"
Her smile was perfectly polite, but it made Xiao Yan frown slightly. Sure enough, things were the same even inside the city.
"Another Mo Family invitation? Without one, I can't even get a room? They might as well rename Salt City Mo City."
Xiao Yan's cold tone left the waitress frozen in place. On one side was the Mo Family, and on the other was an alchemist. Someone as insignificant as her could afford to offend neither.
For a moment, she stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to keep smiling or stop.
"You've actually got that right. Salt City has been Mo City for ages. You must be from out of town if you don't even know that."
A girl's voice rang out