After pursuing Luo Hongyuan for a day and a night, both of them were already famished. They soon found an inn, checked in, and ordered some food.
Wei Fan was fine, having a body refining cultivation, his physique was as strong as a dragon. Other than feeling hungry, he had no other discomforts.
Long Xueyi, however, was different. Fatigue was written all over her face.
It wasn't just because she hadn't slept for a day and a night, but also because she hadn't fully recovered from giving blood to the Bodhi fruit.
After ordering food and wine, Wei Fan waved his hand to hurry the waiter to serve, then looked at Long Xueyi: "What kind of assembly is this Nanshan Grand Assembly, and why does it attract martial artists from the surrounding commandery cities?"
"You've already reached Nanshan Town, and you still don't know what the Nanshan Grand Assembly is?"
Before Long Xueyi could speak, a voice chimed in from the side.
