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"Are you from out of town? Here for sightseeing, treasure hunting, or to join the Maritime Banquet?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, the boss began smoking.
The mixed smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the air, causing Su Ming'an to slightly frown.
"I guess all of the above," he replied.
"Looking at you, you don't seem to be lacking in gold and jewels," the boss said with a smile, "Yet you're interested in that self-destructive event?"
"Aren't you interested, boss?" Su Ming'an saw that the other locals seemed to be very interested in it.
"No," the boss exhaled a ring of smoke, "… I haven't lived enough yet. Those madmen, they're tired of living and want to ascend to Cloud City, but I can see the reality clearly. That place said to be where the deities reside is not so easy to enter... By the way, are you here alone to gather information? Where is your family?"
"Just me," Su Ming'an asked, "Boss, what exactly is the Maritime Banquet about?"