The inn outside was harsh with the northern wind, and big snowflakes were flying.
Inside the inn, various dried fish were gathering in threes and fives, drinking light wine, eating mutton in hot pot, and passionately discussing the affairs of the world.
"Hasn't anyone noticed that there's something off about how the Five Poisons Cult is fighting?"
"What's off about it?"
"Think about it, with the strength of the Five Poisons Cult, able to fight a war on all fronts and still be as steady as an old dog, if they had focused on attacking the White Lotus Sect or the Ming Sect alone, they could have established their own faction and achieved fame and success by now. But no, they insist on harassing the White Lotus Sect in the south, pulling at the Ming Sect in the east, and even dragging the Quanzhen Sect in the northwest into the mess... What exactly are they trying to do?"
