After he left the Slaughter Tower, snow had begun to fall over the city. Zhou Lian stood there barefoot, shivering as he rubbed his hands together and blew on them for warmth. The moment he saw Chen Che, he immediately rushed over with a wide smile.
"Senior, you're out! Where might you be headed next…?"
"I need to find a place to stay."
Chen Che glanced at the sky. In the short time they had been talking, the flurries had turned into a heavy, goose-feather snow.
'Since I'm already here, I can't just post the bounty and leave.' Although the Shopkeeper of Slaughter Tower didn't know Wanjia's identity, he had revealed a very useful piece of information:
The target was somewhat well-known in Faqian City.
'If I look around the city, I might be able to dig up more intel.'
"If you're looking for a temporary stay, you should go to the Celestial Garden Inn."
