Justin followed him out. Leroy seemed to have aged a decade within seconds. Looking frail, he said miserably, "Please give my room to Mr. Sullen. I don't deserve it."
Justin nodded and conveyed the message to Jacob, who gladly accepted the offer and moved into the room at the far end of the hallway.
At nightfall, the streets turned lively.
Jacob suggested, "Justin, why don't you accompany me to roam around this place? Let's see if there's anything interesting."
Justin nodded vigorously. "Sure, Mr. Sullen. I'll bring you to Trader Street. It's a temporary area built to facilitate the trading of special goods between martial artists."
Shortly after, they arrived at the vibrant Trader Street that was filled with an excited buzz.
There were shops selling herbs, medicines, jades, cauldrons, swords, and a wide array of weapons!
