Su Zhan left Jiange and went to the town where the old beggar took the original owner to beg all the way.

She walked into an inn, and the waiter inside immediately came up and shouted enthusiastically, "Customer, should you be a top player or stay in a hotel?"

Su Zhan looked at him without looking sideways and said casually, "Everyone is good at playing the best and staying in a hotel. Waiter, put all the signature dishes in your store first."

"Okay." The waiter looked at the clothes Su Zhan was wearing and the sword in his hand quietly, and his smile became brighter.

This kind of martial arts man who is not well-versed in the world is a big fat sheep.

Martial spirits are prevalent in this world. Apart from the uncertain and difficult to serve the people in the Demon Sect, the righteous people think they are chivalrous men. With that level of face, they will not easily attack ordinary people.

The best thing to cheat is a martial arts world like Su Zhan, who is just a young man who has just entered the world, cannot get rid of his face and holds his identity as a chivalrous man. So even if they speak loudly, they generally won't make trouble on the spot.

"Customer, please sit here and wait for a while before you come up."

The waiter took Su Zhan to an empty table, diligently used his sleeves to wipe the chair and wipe it, then brought tea and left.

Su Zhan put the sword and bag next to his hand, not quasi-concerning the waiter's attentiveness.

Su Zhan still remembers that in the original owner's memory, she and the old beggar begged here. When they passed by this inn, the waiter also appeared in front of them.

However, unlike the attentive and enthusiastic moments now, the waiter covered his nose and looked impatient, and drove them away like a fly. "Stinky beggar, get away, don't sway here."

The old beggar said nothing, but led the young original owner away.

This was just a small matter, but in the original owner's memory, the waiter's disgusted face was firmly remembered by her.

Su Zhan raised the tea cup and took a sip. The tea leaves were fragmented and the tea liquid was bitter, and it was obvious that it was not a good tea.

However, can you still expect any good tea leaves for this kind of tea that does not charge for money?

After taking a sip, Su Zhan put down the cup and waited for the food to be served.

Soon, two more men and women holding swords came to the entrance of the inn. At this time, there were no empty seats in the inn.

The two of them looked around for a week and finally came to Su Zhan. The woman said crisply, "Is this sister convenient for a table?"

"Yes." Su Zhan nodded and said lightly.

"Thank you sister." The woman said sweetly, then pulled the man down.

These two men are not old, about the age of about sixteen. Both of them are carrying swords, with steady steps and breathing evenly. They should be disciples of the big sect.

The woman looked at the sword beside Su Zhan curiously, guessing her identity in her heart, and asked tentatively, "Sister is also from the martial arts world, I wonder which disciple is?"

"The small sect is not worth mentioning." Before leaving, the old man repeatedly told her not to tell the identity of a disciple of Jiange outside.

Su Zhan was puzzled, but the old man said with great sarcasm that this was to let her experience it well outside, otherwise as long as she moved out of the identity of a disciple of Jiange, everyone would retreat. What's the point?

Su Zhan was speechless, but he still did it.

The woman looked at the sword beside her hand and saw that it was extraordinary. She didn't believe what she said, which small sect could use such a sword.

"Sister doesn't want to say it, then forget it." The woman looked helpless and took the initiative to reveal her identity. "We are both from the martial arts alliance."

"My sister appears here, probably because she is here for that matter."

As we all know, the successor of Jiange is Yunxiao, so the woman did not suspect that she was related to Jiange. Instead, she believed that she was a disciple of a certain sect and was also here to participate in the Battle of Jiange tomorrow.

Su Zhan became interested in what she said, and she nodded slightly.

The expression of the woman opposite immediately lit up and she said happily, "I knew that the only people in the martial arts world who can now make the people in this direction are swords..."

"Junior sister." At this moment, the man who had been silent had to interrupt her. "The master said, don't talk nonsense when you are away, have you forgotten?"

The woman shrank her head and muttered in a low voice, "What does this matter? I'm all my fellow men anyway."

"Junior sister." The man glared at him with sharp eyes.

"Senior brother, I understand." The woman was still afraid of the man after all, and said to Su Zhan apologetically, "I'm sorry, but sister, your master should have told you about this, so I won't say much."

"After all, this is the biggest thing in the martial arts world in the past century."

My master has never told me any major martial arts events.

Su Zhan's expression moved slightly, and she could see that among the two brothers and sisters, the senior brother was strict. If only the junior sister was present, I'm afraid that Balabala would tell everything alone.

But it doesn't matter. They should have to stay in a hotel here, she can always seize the opportunity to let the woman speak out the truth.

After the meal, the waiter took her to the room. Su Zhan took a brief rest for a while, then closed the door and went out.

The brother and sister lived not far from her, but the door was closed.

Su Zhan went downstairs and went straight to the road where the old beggar died.

This is a remote alley. Su Zhan has been watching here for a long time and finally found that most of the people coming and going are people living next to this alley.

But this cannot be said that the person who snatched the money of the old beggar was the people here.

Su Zhan knocked on the doors of several surrounding residents in a row, saying that he had never seen what happened that night. She had observed carefully and did not lie either.

After many years, it was night again, and Su Zhan had known that this matter was not easy to investigate.

So she was not disappointed, but continued to knock on the door of the next house.

"Who?" The door was opened, and an old face full of pleated face appeared from inside. The old woman looked cold and looked like she was not a good person. When she saw Su Zhan at the door, her brows were even more frowning.

"You've found the wrong person." She immediately said impatiently when she saw that she didn't know Su Zhan, turning around and trying to close the door.

Su Zhan pressed the door and said, "I want to ask the old man about an old thing. Is it convenient?"

"It's inconvenient, you are a girl, and you run to a stranger's house. Are you embarrassed?" The old woman looked at Su Zhan with her eyes squinted.

Su Zhan was not affected by her. "More than three years ago, an old beggar died in your alley. Do you have any impression of the old man?"

Hearing this, the old woman's heart skipped a beat, her expression suddenly became unnatural, and she shouted loudly as if she was covering up something, "What an old beggar, I have never seen any old beggar, rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling roll
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