So thrilling!
Soon, Fan Wu and the others returned to the inn. However, this time, inside the inn, there was an inauspicious addition—a large red coffin!
In the face of this, the innkeeper and the shop assistant didn't dare to utter a word nor show the slightest dissatisfaction.
Because they could tell that most of the people in Fan Wu's group were cultivators.
Apart from the cultivators, the rest of them also seemed to possess extraordinary identities, evident just by their attire and adornments.
In such a situation, what could the innkeeper possibly say?
All he could do was to hide in a corner, shivering.
He just hoped that the big red coffin that had entered the inn wouldn't fixate on him, a common man with no strength to truss a chicken.
That would be his greatest fortune for the night.
