Soon, the hotel owner poured a glass of liquor for each of them, and after a few drinks, his tongue loosened. The people who came to the hotel were usually outsiders, and as the owner, dealing with them all the time, he naturally knew a lot. The group started chatting about everything under the sun. Chewing on peanuts, Ling Chen raised his glass and asked, "Boss, does your town have anything special about it?"
"Special?" The hotel owner thought for a moment, then said, "There didn't use to be, but now there is. After you leave the town and walk a few kilometers to the north, there's a mountain called Qiu Nanshan. I don't know if you've heard of it."
