Jiang Lan was immersed in his thoughts. He naturally saw the youth and the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race trying to enter, but the two of them gave up after trying for a while.
For a moment, he felt that if he sat here often, these two would have more opportunities to interact.
Helping the youth was actually nothing. It was just that he didn't have the time.
Perhaps he will do so in the future.
After waiting for an unknown period of time, Jiang Lan suddenly saw something appear outside his mind, walking over step by step.
It was the figure of an old man. It was as if he was walking with a world alongside him.
The innkeeper.
At this moment, Jiang Lan looked at the innkeeper and felt how terrifying he was.
That somewhat old figure seemed to be able to hold up the sky.
A Dao Immortal who was not inferior to his master.
