Lijiang City, east of the city, Lijiang Tower.
Chen Mu sat in a corner of the first-floor hall.
While waiting for his meal to be served, Chen Mu looked up and surveyed the flow of people on the first floor. This was already his third day in Lijiang City.
There was a dining table next to the passageway from the kitchen where the food was served.
A lean old man in black clothes was using a small curved knife to slice duck for his grandson.
"This pair of grandfather and grandson..."
After thinking for a moment, Chen Mu remembered. He had seen them the last time he had come to Lijiang Tower to live incognito. Back then, the old man was also cutting meat for his grandson to eat.
Chen Mu smiled and turned his head to look at the crowd near the port outside the doorway.
"It seems there are more outsiders than before."
"And all of these outsiders are martial artists dressed in fancy tight suits."
"World clans?" Chen Mu's brows furrowed slightly.
