The three entered the tavern and were immediately greeted by the owner. "Welcome, honored guests. Please sit anywhere," he said.
Wooyun glanced around the place. It looked just like a tavern in a murim setting. Tables lined the large hall, and patrons filled them up, their tables littered with booze and side dishes to accompany the booze.
A few also ordered dumpling soup and greasy meat. The smell of the two wafted in the air, and combined with the loud chatter and boisterous laughter, it created a great ambiance.
However, what interested Wooyun the most was the diversity of the customers. It was clear who the cultivators and regular civilians were, which made them easier to identify. Wooyun needed to be strategic here and place himself in a spot where he would be surrounded by both groups. Believe it or not, civilians also had pertinent information to share. Humans, regardless of status, liked to gossip; you could call it the people's favorite pastime.
