The inn was quietly peaceful. Qi Zhenzhuo could not help but lift the brim of his bamboo hat, staring blankly as Chen Ji descended the stairs, taking a seat beside the only empty table in the main hall as if no one else was present.
The inn's limping attendant eagerly brought over a tray, arranging melon seeds and candied fruits one by one.
Everyone's gaze was on Chen Ji, yet he seemed unaware, sitting calmly by the square table, facing the numerous eyes without dodging or yielding.
Qi Zhenzhuo felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to speak for a long while.
When he finally snapped out of it, he turned to leave the Dragon Gate Inn, but Li Xuan grabbed him, "What are you doing?"
Qi Zhenzhuo's face reddened, "Brother-In-Law, why should we stay here to watch this youngster shine? Let's go somewhere else. We might as well find some information!"
