Nodding slightly, Blaze Regret, dragging his somewhat tired steps, entered the inn. His arrival did not attract anyone's attention; after all, there were too many adventurers like him every day.
"Have you heard? A group of bandits appeared recently in the north. They kill everyone they see and rob everything, extremely rampant."
"Oh, I thought it was some news. The leader is just a fourth tier spiritual warrior. A few days ago, he was dealt with by a passing spiritual Imperial."
"That's a shame; I wanted to see for myself."
"You? Don't be ridiculous. You might see it but won't come back alive."
As soon as Blaze Regret sat down, the sound of bragging and idle chatter immediately filled the air. Every voice was particularly rough.
With a discreet glance around, Blaze Regret found that the strength of those in the inn was not particularly high. The most prominent one was just a fourth tier spiritual warrior.
