In a small inn in the southwest corner of the inner city, Fane and Rudy were enjoying some tea with great interest. Rudy's eyes were wide as he looked all over, observing everything in the place. He was filled with surprise and curiosity as if it was his first time in a city.
Fane looked at him for a long time before laughing and said, "What are you looking at? What's there to be so curious about?"
After hearing what he said, Rudy's lips twitched in exasperation. He lowered his voice as he leaned towards Fane, "You're asking me why I'm curious? How are you so calm? You don't seem curious at all. It's already strange enough that there's an inn in the inner city, but the one manning the inn is actually a masked caretaker! Isn't that to..."
Saying that Rudy was so surprised that he did not know what to say. Fane shook his head slightly, saying helplessly, "What's there to be so surprised about? Every place has its own specialties. No matter what appears in the Whirling World, I wouldn't be surprised. Since there are inns here, caretakers are naturally needed as well.
"Those masked caretakers are basically the managers of the Whirling World anyway. They would appear anywhere if the place needed someone to man it. It doesn't matter if it's a betting area of a teahouse."
Fane's words were reasonable, but Rudy still could not hold back his surprise. He sipped some more tea before he said, the inns here seem safe. You could use one of the rooms to practice a storm god rank technique."Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Fane nodded. That was precisely what he was planning. The inns had rules against private fights and barging into other rooms. With those two rooms, he would absolutely be safe if he wanted to practice a storm god rank technique.
The Whirling Worlds rules were not
something that cared about your background. As long as you broke them, you would be struck by lightning and turn to ash. So there were no idiots who would decide to launch a sneak attack in the inns. Rudy added some more tea himself, lamenting, "It's definitely safe, but it's so expensive. Just one night here costs a hundred thousand spirit crystals! Any ordinary wandering warrior would go broke after staying here for a few days!"
It was not a friendly price, but Fane did not mind. He had earned so much from the gambles anyway. He had tens of millions, so he could spend however he wanted to.
Furthermore, Rudy was willing to share the expenses. After all, he had been completely useless the whole journey. If he even insisted that Fane paid for this, he would feel too awful.
The two of them got a room in the inn. They forked out a million right away, reserving a room for ten days. Fane did not know how far he could get in ten days, but it would be fine as long as he showed someo improvements.
As the two of them were walking up the stairs to the second floor, a quarrel was suddenly heard. The two of them looked over to see two men in deep gray robes arguing with each other.
The younger man on the left was grabbing the man on the right's arm and saying, "Can you please calm down?! This isn't the middle city!"
The older man said angrily, "I know this isn't the middle city, but so what?! That guy is going too far. If I don't teach him a lesson, he might act even more arrogantly the next time we see him! Can you stand it?"