Jing Yan's eyes were slightly narrowed as he rested.
"Little brother!"
Jing Yan's ears twitched slightly as he heard a voice coming from behind him.
Opening his eyes and turning to look, he saw an old man with a long beard, hunched over slightly. The old man's attire bore a Qi fluctuation, indicating he should be an Intermediate Martial Artist, with the Cultivation of Martial Arts Sixth Layer Heaven.
Recognizing the old man's clothing, Jing Yan realized that he must be a server of the tavern.
"Just bring me any pot of wine," Jing Yan said with a smile, addressing the old server.
Sitting here doing nothing didn't seem right. The tavern had a business to run; if everyone came in just to sit and rest without ordering any drinks, how could the tavern do business?
Therefore, Jing Yan assumed that the old server was here to inquire whether he wanted any drinks or other goods.
