When Ren Baqian returned to the inn, he saw several dwarf horses at the entrance and a few the Golden Ring Residence disciples carrying a bone knife standing there.
Pedestrians carefully made a detour and didn't dare to approach that area, resulting in the few of them becoming prominent on the bustling street.
The Golden Ring Residence had an extremely huge influence over here.
Even the warlord of Jici City had to show courtesy toward them, let alone ordinary people. It was natural for the commoners to stay away from them.
"Are you the sir from the Yun Nation?" Upon seeing Ren Baqian and Lin Qiaole, the Golden Ring Residence disciples sized them up with one of the disciples asking this question.
"That's right." Ren Baqian nodded.
"Our sect elder is currently waiting for Sir in the inn," that disciple said respectfully.
Ren Baqian nodded his head and took large strides into the inn.
