Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 28: The Demon King’s Summon
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 602: Reputation After Death Isn't Important
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Chapter 1253: Finally Revealed, the White-Robed Confucian!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Hyah!" Outside the carriage, Xu Keyi solemnly shook the reins and set the carriage off in another direction.
Drunken Moon Pavilion!
This restaurant was not particularly famous in the capital, at least not when compared to Wang Chong's Taibai Pavilion, or even the Yao Clan's Vast Crane Pavilion. It could be considered a middle-tier restaurant. However, through its simple, delicate, and refined nature, it had won over many scholars and literati in the capital, and even a few officials in the court would occasionally patronize the establishment, sharing a few cups, composing a few poems, and even leaving behind some works of calligraphy.
Rumble!
In a deafening clatter, an ornate carriage of gold and silver stopped in front of Drunken Moon Pavilion.
Creeeak! The carriage door opened, and Wang Chong boldly stepped out, his robes fluttering around him. In front of Drunken Moon Pavilion, a figure stood half-bowed, apparently having been waiting for some time.
"Is it confirmed?'
Wang Chong placed his hands behind him as he looked up at the gold and black signboard of Drunken Moon Pavilion.
"Milord, we are completely sure. I personally investigated the matter! There can be no mistake!" Old Eagle respectfully said.
Ever since the men he had sent to follow those mysterious minor officials at the city gate had been killed, Old Eagle had learned his lesson and been much more cautious. He only sent his best men now, and he would occasionally participate personally. The target this time was far too important, and Old Eagle did not dare to be careless.
"Mm!"
Wang Chong nodded and quickly drew back his gaze.
Many carriages were parked in front of Drunken Moon Pavilion, all of them the kinds usually favored by scholars and literati.
It was apparent that this was a place where typical Confucians liked to gather and dine.
Wang Chong immediately walked to the entrance, but before he could enter, a waiter came rushing
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