Qingliu Town was adjacent to the Maple Night Mountain Range, and so most of the residents made a living by gathering herbs and hunting in the mountains. They weren’t considered poor, but they were not rich either.

Like most towns in the empire, Qingliu Town was small but densely populated. It had good transport, restaurants, inns, and businesses. 

It was noon. 

Maple Night Restaurant, the most well-known restaurant in the town, was already very busy. It was filled with young cultivators taking a rest from traveling around the martial world, merchants and traders, and rich young masters and ladies sneaking out of their houses to drink and eat. 

All sorts of people were in the restaurant. 

Restaurants were a special place. They were always lively with all kinds of people gathered together, drinking and chatting freely about everything from the important affairs of the imperial court to the trivial matters on the streets. All were topics that livened up their drinking times.  

That night, the Maple Night Restaurant...