Three people stepped into the Yuxi Restaurant, where many were enjoying their drinks and casual conversations in the bustling hall.
Upon seeing Lin Tianming and his two companions enter, a Qi Refining Cultivator at the Third Level approached to greet them.
"Please come in, honored guests. Do you wish to reserve a private room, or would you prefer to dine in the main hall?"
Lin Tianming chuckled. He had come here precisely to gather intelligence; opting for a private room—which often had prohibitions against eavesdropping—would defeat the purpose.
Looking at the dozens of tables in the hall, almost all occupied by Qi Refining Cultivators discussing various gossips and happenings of the market.
Lin Tianming felt a surge of covert delight, yet he maintained a calm demeanor and casually replied:
"Just in the main hall will be fine!"
