The night passed without a word.
After settling the matter of the Hu residence, Xu Zimo and the others prepared to leave as well.
In the end, Hu Yingying could not be saved, and Steward Hu could only accept this fact amid his grief.
He told Xu Zimo that perhaps he had earned too much dirty money in the first half of his life, so Heaven had given him this retribution.
He decided to disband the Hu residence, take out all his wealth to aid the poor, then find a small village untouched by worldly strife and spend the rest of his life there alone.
The three rode Desert Steeds toward the True Martial Sacred Sect. Xu Zimo gazed at the small town standing upon the earth in the distance. The purpose of this journey could be considered successfully fulfilled.
Toward evening, they arrived at a city called Qingfeng City.
The sky gradually darkened, and they decided to rest in the city for the night before resuming their journey home the next day.
Upon entering the city, they found it bustling and prosperous. People thronged the streets, most of them boys and girls around fifteen or sixteen.
They found an inn and walked inside.
"Will you be dining, honored guests, or?" the innkeeper asked as he looked at them.
"Food and rooms," Xiao Guizi replied, taking out Spirit Crystals.
"Dining is no problem, but there are no vacant rooms left in our inn," the innkeeper said with an apologetic smile.
"Business is that good?" Xiao Guizi casually muttered.
"This must be your first time in Qingfeng City, honored guests," the innkeeper said with a smile. "What you may not know is that tomorrow is Sky Tiger Academy's recruitment day, so young people from several nearby cities have all come