Each piece of meat was chopped to roughly the same size and divided according to the number of residents, with no household favored over another.
Once every resident had received their share, most of the people in the square had left as well.
All that remained of the once enormous flood dragon was a skeletal carcass.
The flood dragon's bones were black and appeared perfectly intact, making them highly valuable as collectibles.
After Li Zhizhong loaded the skeleton onto his cart, he headed toward another street.
As he passed Xu Zimo, he suddenly stopped.
Seeing Xu Zimo's empty hands, he took out what little flood dragon meat remained from a bag on the cart.
He grinned again and handed the flood dragon meat to Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo smiled and accepted it.
Then he watched as Li Zhizhong pushed his cart away, his figure vanishing around the street corner and into the vast curtain of rain.
The persistent drizzle had turned into a torrential downpour.
Jade-like droplets fell from the eaves in a continuous line.
The pattering sound of rain rang beside his ears.
Xu Zimo returned to the inn through the heavy rain.
He ordered several small dishes and a pot of warmed wine at a window seat on the first floor.
He liked admiring this kind of season.
"Honored guest, enjoy your meal," the waiter said with a smile as he served the warmed wine and dishes.
"Waiter, I'd like to ask you something," Xu Zimo said with a smile, placing a Spirit Crystal on the table.
"Ask whatever you like, honored guest. There's no need for so much," the waiter replied, looking at the Spirit Crystal with both anticipation and unease.
"If I give it to you, just take it," Xu Zimo said.
"You know Li