"Then let's stay here for the night," Xia Mian decided decisively.
Xia Weizhang looked at Xia Mian gratefully.
His status destined him to have no chance at the position of Divine Master. To progress further in his cultivation, he could only rely on his own opportunities and fate.
Therefore, he didn't want to miss any chance that might lead to an opportunity.
"I know an inn nearby with a nice environment," Xia Weizhang immediately said.
Xia Mian signaled Xia Weizhang to lead them over.
Xia Weizhang was, after all, a local of the Mystic Sect, and had risked his life together with them before. Xia Mian somewhat trusted him.
Xia Weizhang led Xia Mian and the others to the largest inn in the small town, Jufang Pavilion.
The inn was quite busy, with people coming and going in a hurry.
After entering, Xia Mian and the others found a less crowded spot to wait, while Xia Weizhang went to the counter to book rooms.
The inn attendant looked up at Xia Weizhang, "How many rooms?"
