Xiang Feiyan arrived upstairs and glanced around, only to see that at this moment, everyone inside the room was silent as cicadas in winter, except for three people who appeared calm and composed.
Her gaze swept across them, recognizing that two of them held distinguished identities, one being the son of the City Lord of Shanyue City, and the other a direct descendant of a nearby sect. She shook her head immediately, knowing some people should not be provoked, which was her usual style.
As for the others, fair game!
She had a hundred ways to take care of others! A hundred!
The insignificant Shanyue City, with its extreme poverty, didn't produce much in the way of cultivation resources. The only thing worth mentioning was the mountain mushrooms that grew near the city.
It's unlikely that any expert would come here just to have a taste of the mushrooms.
Her gaze shifted, and it abruptly focused on a person who was eating a dish of mushroom and mutton with an untroubled air.
