Canglan City.
The city was bustling, teeming with people—a mixture of cultivators and commoners in equal measure. The taverns were even more lively, filled with a ceaseless din of chatter, ranging from hushed private discussions to raucous bursts of laughter.
A party of two men and three women entered one such tavern. They all looked quite ordinary, possessing such generic faces that they drew no particular attention.
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