This was a tavern located in a small village. One could tell that this place likely stood along a well-traveled road; otherwise, opening a tavern in such a village would have met with failure sooner or later.
It was almost at the same time as this group of cultivators entered.
Li Yuxue cast them a look of disdain, then tugged at Li Zhongnan to quickly steer clear of them.
Although these men were all skilled cultivators, there was a roguish air about them that made Li Yuxue feel disgusted.
Perhaps because he was in high spirits, the cultivator referred to as "the boss" strode in, waved his brothers to take their seats, and then approached the tavern's counter. Slapping the table, he said, "Boss, bring us the finest wine and food! Don't worry about whether I can pay!"
The tavern owner was an elderly cultivator. Judging by appearances, it seemed his days were numbered. His legs were somewhat unsteady, and he relied on a cane to walk.
