"Indeed, a martial arts sanctuary."
Zou Songqing couldn't help but feel emotional.
Shang Sufeng also said, "Yancheng has undergone tremendous changes."
Zhao Shu and the other two were also looking around curiously as they walked through the bustling streets of Yancheng. However, there was little surprise in their eyes.
The group wandered the city streets before nightfall.
Eventually, they settled into the Tongfu Inn located on the west side of the city.
This inn was particularly unusual.
Given the current atmosphere in the city, it was to be expected that most guests would be from Jianghu.
Even the inn's attendants were out of the ordinary.
Dressed in short garments, some with their chest exposed showing off their bulging muscles, a rag slung over their shoulders, they spoke in a brusque manner but with a friendly and hospitable smile on their faces.
They cleaned the tables meticulously, taking care of every nook and cranny.
It gave off a strong sense of incongruity.
