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The little tavern mentioned by Candle Dragon is indeed not far from Shu River Lane, it takes only about five minutes on foot, and that iron sign with the hollowed-out word "Useless" appeared in Sun Hang's sight.
"Useless? Useless?" Sun Hang read the words on the sign aloud, "Why such a strange name?"
"According to the owner himself, it's a summary of the first half of his life." Candle Dragon said.
"Being able to own a tavern in a place like Chunming City where every inch of land is precious, how can one be considered useless?" Sun Hang retorted.
"I think so too." Candle Dragon nodded with a smile and pushed open the tavern door.
Even though it's afternoon, there were still a few patrons inside the tavern, drinking and reading books at the same time — although it's called a tavern, the number of books on the shelves exceeds the number of bottles of wine on the racks, with over a dozen bookshelves connecting to the ceiling partitioning the tavern into several sections.
