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Demon-suppressing City.
Those who dared to run tea houses and taverns in such a place ranked strength as secondary, the primary requirement was the ability to be astute in discerning words and expressions.
At the slightest sense of something being amiss, they would flee without the slightest hesitation.
No one would risk their life to earn that bit of alcohol money.
Collecting information from the conversations of passing customers was the real money-making business.
Today, the tea house's owner greeted a wealthy guest.
The guest was not picky at all, rejecting no rumors or hearsay. Whether it was about the opening of the Thousand Demon Cave or some power that had offended the Mysterious Light Cave, as long as it was said, it could be exchanged for a bottle of precious pills.
"Senior, do you know about True Person Ziyen?"
