"If the esteemed guest needs anything, just go right inside and someone will attend to you. Don't delay me from feeding the Immortals' horses," the inn attendant said, turning away as if tending to the Immortals' prized steeds was the most important thing in the world.
Chen Feiyu smiled, inwardly regretting that he hadn't asked Wan Lengxue to provide him with a blood-sweating steed. Given the financial resources of the WanYou Gate, what kind of fine horse couldn't she find?
He stepped into the inn and saw quite a few people sitting inside. Both men and women were dressed in cyan-blue Taoist robes, with Bagua patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hems. This must be the exclusive attire of the Qingjing Sect.
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