This day.
Their journey through the desert went exceptionally smooth.
The weather wasn't as scorching as the previous two days, and with Ordon Finnegan's effective guidance, they quickly arrived at the inn closest to the heart of the desert—
"Phoenix Nest."
It carried a semblance to the significance of the Dragon Gate Guest House.
The proprietor was a still-charming woman named Phoenix Si Niang.
Dressed in a large apron, she warmly greeted everyone, her roving eyes taking a lap around the crowd before settling on the man who stood out as regally as an emperor, nodding and bowing toward him with a fully flushed face:
"Sir, you have a remarkable presence at first glance. May I ask, are you leading them to stay at our guest house?"
"…" Arthur Lindsey remained focused, his starry eyes wickedly scanning the guest house's upper and lower floors.
