The town's streets weren't wide. On both sides, the shops sold all kinds of ironware and medicinal herbs.
There weren't many people on the road. Most of them were ordinary folk in rough, cloth clothes. A few wandering cultivators were mixed in among them, but their cultivation wasn't high. At most, they had reached the True Immortal Realm Level Two.
They watched Jared and the others with guarded eyes. Out in a desolate place like this, strangers always stood out.
Jared walked up to an old woman selling vegetables and cupped his hands in greeting. "Ma'am, we're wandering cultivators just passing through. We wanted to find a place to rest. Is there an inn in town?"
The old woman looked at him, then past him at Gwendolyn and Lydia, and shook her head. "No. This town is small. We don't take in outsiders."
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