C175 Jianghu and Number One Under Heaven

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The wooden staircase that had been built for many years made cracking sounds under Yan Jia's feet. The sound of each step he took could be heard. Along with this sound, Yan Jia came to the second floor of the inn. He passed through the tables and came to a table near the window. Without saying anything, he sat down on an empty seat.

The dishes had already been ordered on the table