In the bustling inn, people came and went, discussing the recent change in weather and other everyday trifles.
Few people paid any mind to Wang Tianxing.
At a table by the window, a man in a black robe sat with his face completely obscured, yet he drew no attention.
After all, the world was full of Jianghu People, and there was no shortage of eccentrics among them.
The common folk were used to seeing people in black robes. In fact, there were countless others who went so far as to run around wearing nothing at all.
Not long ago, the Government Office had even arrested a man for streaking in broad daylight.
After spending enough time in the Jianghu, people tended to pick up a unique quirk or two. So, a man in a black robe with his face covered was, by comparison, nothing out of the ordinary.
"Find a way to get this to the Third Prince," Wang Tianxing said, pushing a wooden box across the table to the man in black.
