C93 We Left the City!

The shopkeeper's gaze drifted toward the sedan chair, and a flicker of recognition crossed his eyes. "The one inside the sedan must be the Young Master Mo, Mo Tiancheng, who's rumored to be gravely ill."

As the proprietor of a tavern, the shopkeeper was privy to all sorts of news. He was particularly well-informed about the Young Master of the City Lord Mansion