CHAPTER 427: 427, WHOSE COATTAILS IS HE RIDING?

Under such circumstances, the carriage obviously couldn’t enter the city, but a long row of wooden sheds had been set up beside the main road for the purpose of housing the horses and parking the carriages.

After parking the carriage, Han Yan and the others joined the queue.

"Are you also here to take part in the trial?" As the line slowly moved forward, it finally became their turn, and a middle-aged man wearing a swordsman’s uniform asked.

"We are descendants of the Mu Family from Heishi City, here to participate in the trial," Han Yan replied as he took out the token his father had given them before they set off. The token was clearly refined through alchemy, and even though the two crossed longswords were intricate, their sharp edges were fully revealed, brimming with vigor; this was the emblem of Zhengying Academy.

"Go in, find a place to stay on your own. Take care of your token; we’ll meet at the square tomorrow at 5 a.m. for someone to verify them and to lead you to the trial site," the middle-aged man waved them through into the city.

Once inside, they saw an endless stream of young swordsmen from various places. Han Yan observed carefully and saw that the vast majority were young people from smaller families and some had good natural talent among the commoners, but there seemed to be no heirs from truly prestigious families.

This was hardly surprising. Even though Zhengying Academy held a high status, it couldn’t be entirely above worldly affairs. It undoubtedly had dealings with the nobles and influential families of Anyun Country. Those from powerful and wealthy families had no need to participate in trials like this; at most, those who did come were from smaller branches of such families.

"Brother Han Yan, let’s find a place to lodge first," seeing that it was still early, Mu Cheng suggested to Han Yan.

"Alright," Han Yan nodded.

"You go ahead, I’ll find my own place," Mu Feng decided to go it alone, and spoke coldly.

After that statement, Mu Feng didn’t even give them a chance to persuade him and turned to walk in a different direction.

"Let’s just find our own place," seeing his stubbornness, Han Yan also felt helpless and shook his head.

Due to the sheer number of people who had come for the trial, a few prominent inns were overwhelmed with customers. It took quite some time for the two of them to find available rooms at a secluded inn—secluded it may be, but at least they had a place to stay and it was quiet.

After settling in, they asked for directions to a restaurant and left the inn.

These past days Mu Cheng was quite happy gnawing on pork legs, but Han Yan wasn’t interested in that and couldn’t bear the thought of the dry rations anymore.

Yue Lai Restaurant was the best in Cangshan City. Although Han Yan only saw it as average, in the desolate and dilapidated Cangshan City, it was definitely considered luxurious.

"Welcome gentlemen, please come inside, this way, please," a servant greeted warmly with a smiling face upon seeing them approach.

"A private room on the second floor," although Han Yan wasn’t very interested in dining and disapproved of the gluttonous behavior of people like Qu the Godman and Master Wenren, after so many days of dry food, he still felt the urge and decided to enjoy a sumptuous meal comfortably.

It must be said that, as the number one playboy of Heishi City, Lady Mu’s notoriety was not unfounded. With a casual wave of her hand, there was an impressive air about her, clearly showing she was accustomed to lavish eating and entertainment.

"You think this is Heishi City or something? Fancy a private room? Be thankful if you find a place to fill your stomach," Mu Feng’s scoffing voice sounded at that moment.

Turning to look, they saw Mu Feng arriving with a young man, who was splendidly dressed and carried an arrogant demeanor, probably someone of substantial background, because several young men dressed like family members followed behind him, acting more like lackeys than anything.

Oh? Is this the influential figure Mu Feng is clinging onto?

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