Sure enough, after a while, the hot meals were brought to the table, and it was the owner himself who brought them.
"Owner, don't you even hire a worker in the inn here? You still do it yourself?" Fifth Senior Brother smiled as he asked the owner who was setting the table for them.
"Ah, there's no worker in the inn anymore."
The owner shook his head with a bitter expression, a worker in the inn? Who would dare work in Rock City now?
"Everyone's gone, those who could run ran away, those who couldn't have hidden at home and don't come out anymore. Who would dare wander the streets now?" He paused, thinking of these few guests before him, who seemed to have been walking the streets earlier.
He coughed awkwardly.
"Please don't mind, I was just speaking casually. It's just that now, no one in the city dares to walk on the streets. If they're not careful, they'll get caught by those Evil Cultivation folks."
