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The caravan moved in a grandiose manner. In order to wait for the people in front and behind, it was not too fast. Just like that, they travelled slowly and arrived at the first country in half a month's time — — Xiang Kingdom.

The world was divided into seven countries. Ling, Chu, Xiao, Xiang, Zhou, Yan and Xia, in order to reach Ling country, one had to pass through the borders of Xiang Kingdom and then experience the country of Chu and Xiao.

The place where the caravan stayed was called Mu Yuan Town. The border fortress was naturally a small town, and because of its small population, it did not become a dead zone.

Mu Xiaoling had seen many cities along the way. They were originally bustling places but now they were occupied by demon corpses and turned into a land of death. Not to mention humans, there weren't even any normal animals.

After the Shang clan entered the town, they reserved the only inn in the town.

There were two floors in front of the inn and a large courtyard at the back. The three rows of guest rooms were quite spacious.

The four people of Mu Xiaoling's group were arranged in two rooms next door. Mu Xiaoling, Tang Ling and Qi Tai were in one room, while Feng Jiuyang was in another.

However, it was still early. The four of them still sat in one of the guest rooms and did not disperse.

Ever since he entered the town, Feng Jiuyang's eyebrows were slightly knitted, and he had never calmed down.

Tang Ling couldn't help but ask: "Young Noble Feng, what business do you have with me?"

"It's a bit strange." Feng Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, but he still voiced out all of his doubts, "This town is indeed small, and the population is small. However, from the time we entered the town to the inn, we've already traversed through half of the town. However, this town doesn't have many people."

Ever since they had entered the town, the bustling main street was cold and deserted. Even the shops were mostly closed, and pedestrians were hurrying back and forth, as if they didn't dare to stay too long. Moreover, there were obviously not many people in the inn, but there were too many guest rooms, which was unconventional. "We should be careful, and don't separate our rooms today.

Feng Jiuyang nodded in agreement. Since Tang Ling and Qi Tai had always listened to Mu Xiaoling, they naturally didn't object.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door. When they got there, someone shouted, "It's inside. It's time to come out and eat."

"Got it." Tang Ling replied and then said to the three of them, "No matter what, we still have to go fill up our stomachs."

Feng Jiuyang stood up: "Let's go and see if we can find out anything along the way."

The four of them walked out of the room and into the first floor of the inn. It was already almost full, just in time for Tang Ling to finish eating, so she quickly ran over to take the table. When the four of them sat down, a waiter immediately ran over to clean up the table, and then brought up the prepared dishes, a plate of soy sauce beef, a plate of vegetables, a row of stir-fried mushrooms, and four bowls of instant noodles.

The four of them were not being hypocritical, not to mention that the other caravans did not even have half as much food as Boss Zhuo.

However, the four of them ate slowly. By the time they finished eating, there was already no one around. The shopkeeper and the waiter were chatting behind the counter.

Seeing that they had finished their meal, the waiter scurried over and prepared to clean them up.

"This little brother, wait a moment." Feng Jiuyang's voice was gentle as he called out to the shop assistant.

This shop assistant was young and only looked to be around fifteen or sixteen. He only felt that Feng Jiuyang's attitude was quite comfortable, so he stopped and asked: "Does this guest have something to tell me?"

"There are indeed some things that I would like to inquire about from little brother." Feng Jiuyang took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table.

When had that shop assistant ever seen such a generous customer? His eyes immediately bulged and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, "Customer, just say the word."

Feng Jiuyang asked, "This Mu Yuan Town is near the border and is surrounded by merchants. It should be considered extremely prosperous, so why is it so desolate?"

Hearing that, the shop assistant's face instantly turned pale, even his originally greedy eyes became filled with fear, "This little one can't talk too much, I only remind you to lock your doors and windows at night, if anyone changes your names, don't answer." With that, he grabbed the silver ingot on the table and left in a hurry, not even bothering to clean the table.

The four of them faced each other in silence. There was indeed something wrong with this Mu Yuanzhen.

Mu Xiaoling looked around and saw that most of the people had left. She stood up and said, "It's getting late. Let's talk when we get back."

The four of them returned to their room. Tang Ling and Qi Tai took out a long rope and tied it together. Then, they took out a large cloth sheet and tied it to the rope, separating the inside of the bed from the outside.

Mu Xiaoling said, "I'm afraid that it won't be peaceful tonight. You all should rest while I guard the night."

Feng Jiuyang shook his head, "How can I let you work so hard by yourself? Why don't you take the first half of the night while I take the second half?"

Tang Ling and Qi Tai looked at each other and said in unison, "We …"

"Rest early. If anything happens to you, you'll have to be in good spirits." She and Feng Jiuyang were already Martial Masters, so even if they did not sleep for a few days, it would not affect them. However, Tang Ling and Qi Tai were Martial Disciples, and if they were in low spirits, then the danger would be too great.

Tang Ling and Qi Tai were aware of their situation, so they went to rest.

Mu Xiaoling took out a praying mat from his spatial ring and placed it at the entrance. He sat cross-legged at the entrance, his eyes closed in meditation.

The silence of the night in Mu Yuan Town was too excessive. There were no stars in the sky, nor was there the chirping of insects. The surroundings were deathly silent. If it wasn't for the fact that her companions were still breathing, Mu Xiaoling felt fear.

Time seemed to pass slowly. Mu Xiaoling just sat there, attentively listening to every movement outside. However, she didn't say anything the entire time.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jiuyang sat up from the bed and walked in front of Mu Xiaoling. "Are you alright?"

"Nothing." Mu Xiaoling gently shook her head and added, "It's too quiet."

The silence was eerie.

Feng Jiuyang lowered his gaze and sat down next to Mu Xiaoling. "Can I call you Xiaoling?"

Mu Xiaoling looked at him in confusion.

Feng Jiuyang was still gentle and elegant: "You always call me Miss Mu, aren't you being a stranger? When I heard Tang Ling call me this, I wanted to call you."

Mu Xiaoling didn't seem to mind this. "It's nothing special. It's just a form of address."

Feng Jiuyang then asked, "Little Ling, where are you from?"

Mu Xiaoling said, "People of Yan."

Feng Jiuyang said, "I heard that the Mu Clan of Yan Country was the number one clan. After that, their clan was destroyed."

Mu Xiaoling replied with an expressionless face, "I know, because I did it."

"…" Feng Jiuyang was slightly startled and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that."

"It's fine." Mu Xiaoling really didn't care.

Feng Jiuyang wanted to say something, but at this moment, a miserable scream came from outside the door.