In the posthouse, Shen Luo sat cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed.
In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed, and Bai Xiaotian had not returned yet.
With a slight "creak", Chan'er walked out from inside.
"Master Chan'er, why are you up? We've been on the road for so long, you should rest more." Upon seeing this, Shen Luo stood up.
"No worries, I have rested enough. I want to take a walk in the city to experience the exotic atmosphere of this place, and at the same time, search for clues to my memory." Chan'er gave a bow to Shen Luo and said.
"That sounds good." Shen Luo was slightly stunned, and immediately nodded in agreement.
He also wanted to explore the city, initially planning to wait for Bai Xiaotian to return before doing so. Now that Chan'er wanted to go out, it suited his intentions.
The two left the posthouse, heading straight for the bustling district in the city.
