There were no inns near the city gate. Following the wide street that could fit sixteen horses running side by side, Li Huowang and the others walked for an hour before finally finding an inn.
"This damn place is insane. Can you believe they fined me ten copper coins just because the ox took a shit on the street? How am I supposed to stop a cow from shitting?"
Zhao Wu, who managed their finances, was still holding a grudge about what had happened earlier.
"Exactly! Cow dung can be used as firewood! We're giving them a gift and they're still fining us! What the fuck!" Scholar Lv chimed in, eager to agree.
"Alright, we're here now, so we follow their rules. Let's go in—tonight, we finally get to sleep in a bed. A good rest at last." Li Huowang said as he strode inside.
As soon as Li Huowang stepped into the inn, he felt lucky he'd gone to the Pi County Magistrate for a travel pass—turns out you even need one just to lodge in this place.
