"Not doing business anymore?"
Upon hearing this, the shop servant's expression slightly changed. He quickly glanced outside the shop, then lowered his voice and said, "Did you notice the two groups of cultivators battling on the street earlier, sir?"
After drinking the wine from his cup, Shen Chongxu nodded, "Is that fight related to your tavern?"
The shop servant waved his hands repeatedly, "Of course not, but... it's not entirely unrelated either."
"Sir, you might not know, but among those two groups of cultivators, the ones who died miserably belonged to the original Tier Four Sect that governed Qingting City, the Changhe Gang."
"The other group is an external force, seems like they are called 'Golden Pavilion Sect', I can't quite remember."
"In any case, the Changhe Gang suffered a crushing defeat, and those dead cultivators were their elite."
