In this inn, the noise rose and fell, with the aroma of wine and food permeating the air.
Suddenly, a burly man in black clothes slammed the table, his face filled with terror and apprehension.
But then, he suddenly lowered his voice, perhaps calming down swiftly after the impulse.
Nonetheless, he could not conceal the shock in his heart, and he urgently said, "Many sect leaders have mysteriously disappeared!" As soon as he spoke, he glanced around cautiously, with eyes suggesting countless hidden eyes were watching from the shadows, ready to pounce and devour if one was careless.
Beside him, a skinny man holding a wine glass was taken aback, his eyes widening in surprise, and his mouth forming an "O" shape, spilling some of the wine as he exclaimed, "Really? Which sects?" His voice was filled with disbelief.
