Empty cloth Inn.

The heavy rain made the road extremely muddy.

The group advanced with great difficulty, and after spending some effort, they finally arrived in front of the inn.

The inn was not new, as if it had been built for some time. Under the light of the lantern at the door, the moss was still visible.

The plaque, which had already been covered in marks from the passing of time, was engraved with four big words: "Kong bu Inn,"

"Hualala ..."

The rain poured down like a torrential downpour. It was as if the heavenly River had been overturned. The surroundings were covered in fog, and only the lights in the inn were burning with a little warmth.

The head of escorts tilted his head slightly and looked at an older bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard nodded and immediately got off his horse. He walked to the front door of the inn and knocked on it while shouting, " "Shopkeeper, open the door! Stay at the top of the line!"