This continued for a long time until the middle-aged man left. As the middle-aged man walked out the door, Grey's face was furrowed into a frown. But he did not dwell on the matter any further and continued to sip on his wine casually.
His sallow expression was calm as he lazily listened to the gossip of other people in the bar.
After four hours passed, Grey returned back to the inn. He politely rejected the food served by the inn and continued to cultivate. After breaking through to the Ninth Level, Grey felt like he could go even longer without any food. Grey continued to cultivate like this until night came. But he did not return to the same bar when the moon came.
Instead, he came out from the inn and took a random direction and walked slowly. At this time, the streets were mostly cleared of people. Only some people that became disabled could be seen begging by the side of the road.
