After leaving the Xuanle Heavenly Sect, Chu Liang's group walked forward at a leisurely pace. The fog was thick, but lights flickered up ahead.0

Soon after, the fog before them gradually cleared and revealed a brightly lit tavern, abuzz with the clinking of cups, clattering of tiles, and lively conversation. An unexpectedly delightful aroma drifted out from the tavern. 0

Through the tavern's window, Chu Liang's group could see a burly man with a large belly standing in the center of the main hall. He wore an apron and had a piece of cloth wrapped around his head. In his hand was a gleaming cleaver, and on the chopping block lay a blood-red bone. With each swing of his cleaver, his rolls of fat swayed, and he cleanly chopped off a chunk of bone.0

Clang, clang, clang, clang!0

As Chu Liang and the others approached the tavern, more than a dozen waiters in colorful garments rushed out and surrounded...0