After parting with Han Zhan, Zhan Ning asked the landlady for another room.

The chaos earlier had sufficiently frightened the landlady of the Nightingale Inn.

"The people of the Mechanical Sect are really insane; this is supposed to be a designated ceasefire zone by the five parties!"

The landlady patted her impressive bosom, trembling as she looked at Zhan Ning.

This Tier Seven Punishment Knight had already enjoyed some "delicacies" tonight, and after experiencing a life-and-death battle, he had no plans for a second round for now.

"The ceasefire zone is set by people, after all."

Zhan Ning shrugged.

The implication was that a ceasefire zone could both hold peace or ignite conflict, depending on what those in power intended.

"The fifty-year cycle of the Slaughter Battlefield is about to reopen, and all factions are itching to move."

"Be careful lately and try not to entertain unfamiliar guests."

As Zhan Ning spoke, he glanced down at the ample cleavage, took advantage of it a bit, and amidst the landlady's coquettish laughter, turned to his room.

This information wasn't much of a secret; Zhan Ning simply returned the favor to the landlady, who wisely adopted a pleading stance.

Both of them were quite satisfied.

"Go and reassure the guests, have the girls put in a bit more effort."

The landlady turned and instructed.

"We can't let this incident tarnish the reputation of our Nightingale Inn."

"Landlady, there... there shouldn't be any more attacks, right?" a worried guest inquired.

He was quite frightened by the large explosion just as he was getting into an emotional mood.

"Rest assured, sir. With that esteemed gentleman's presence, there won't be any more danger. For an apology, I'll have another lady accompany you."

The guest, who had initially harbored some resentment, immediately wore a smile upon hearing this.

And thus, the crisis was quelled.

After returning to his room, Zhan Ning felt as if he had forgotten something.

But no matter how much he thought, he couldn't figure out what it was.

Just then, a series of rapid beeping sounded in his ear.

In his bewilderment, Zhan Ning looked down and saw the source of the noise.

On his white shorts, a red dot was flashing wildly.

"What the f*ck?!"

A thousand words condensed into a single phrase.

A second later, a muffled bang echoed from Zhan Ning's room.

The entire floor shook twice.

The guest who had just entered the left-right embrace state exited the room with a forlorn face.

"Landlady! You said there'd be no more danger!"

...

The events at the Nightingale Inn had nothing to do with Han Zhan.

Later that night, he slept soundly.

The next morning, there was a knock on the door, and Zhan Ning's voice came from outside.

"Hey, Bob, time to get up for breakfast."

Unwarranted hospitality.

Han Zhan hugged the Nightingale Inn's fluffy and soft goose feather pillow, burying his head fully and turning over.

Knock knock knock.

The knocking came again.

Zhan Ning was still persistent.

Just as he was about to knock a third time, the door opened.

Han Zhan appeared at the door yawning.

Originally, he didn't want to open the door, but upon reconsideration, he realized he urgently needed an identity to better involve himself in the happenings of the City of Extreme Evil.

A mistake could be a blessing.

Since he had come to the Sun Never Sets Knight Order, it seemed necessary to maintain a good relationship with a deputy commander.

"Say what you need to say."

"Come on, let's get breakfast, drink milk!"

Zhan Ning waved his hand grandly.

"Is the milk you mentioned decent?"

Han Zhan quipped.

It ordinarily wouldn't be something suspicious, but coming from Zhan Ning's mouth, it easily led one astray.

"Of course it's proper milk! My God, how can you ask such strange questions!"

"You're insulting the honor of an upright knight!" Zhan Ning exclaimed righteously.

While speaking, Han Zhan's gaze shifted, suddenly noticing the bandages wrapped around Zhan Ning's lower body.

"What happened to you..."

"Bitten by a bug while sleeping last night." Zhan Ning responded calmly.

"For something to bite a Tier Seven Punishment Knight like this, that must be quite a bug."

"Want to try?"

Zhan Ning looked at Han Zhan with a seemingly friendly gaze.

The latter immediately abandoned the thought of continuing this topic.

Back to the main point.

As the deputy commander and host of the Sun Never Sets Knight Order, Zhan Ning led Han Zhan through the streets.

Due to the eye-catching bandages, their presence was significantly noticeable.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a restaurant entrance, where Zhan Ning stopped.

"Sun Never Sets Restaurant."

The name was decent, easy to figure out who the restaurant belonged to.

Han Zhan thought to himself.

Sure enough, as he pushed the door open, several unfamiliar faces with spiritual power fluctuations appeared inside.

This was where the knights from the Sun Never Sets Knight Order often came for breakfast.

"Deputy Commander." A knight who spotted Zhan Ning at the door greeted him warmly.

"What's for breakfast today?"

"Missouri cheese bread, pure milk, and bacon with ham."

"Two orders of each, please."

"Sure thing. Would you like the regular or the risqué milk?" Suddenly, the assisting knight in the restaurant paused and asked.

Zhan Ning was momentarily taken aback by the question.

In that instant, he clearly felt Han Zhan's scrutinizing gaze.

Zhan Ning quickly cleared his throat lightly.

"How can milk even be risqué?"

"It is, a recent trend. Some ladies looking to earn extra cash, you know. How about it, interested? Regular milk is two cups per gold coin, special milk is ten coins for two."

"Just the regular, please." Zhan Ning urgently interrupted the introduction, feeling that any more elaboration would cost him his knightly honor.

Though there wasn't much to begin with.

"You should know why I invited you here."

"Our Sun Never Sets Knight Order is a place seeking honor, steadfast faith, filled with a sense of justice and positive energy... um... this..."

Zhan Ning felt Han Zhan's gaze change as he heard these adjectives.

He couldn't continue, so he decided to skip that part.

"So I wish to invite you to join us."

"With your abilities, you could at least become a core knight of the Sun Never Sets Knight Order."

"I don't abide by the Knight's Code; would you still accept me?" Han Zhan asked curiously.

"You also know what happened yesterday; all the major factions are in desperate need of people now. Who has time for nitpicking?"

Zhan Ning shook his head and added, "Besides, we fought together yesterday and were questioned by the Fallen Knight. With both our endorsements, who would have objections?"

The key is the attitude of the Fallen Knight, Han Zhan silently added.

But he didn't point out Zhan Ning's thoughts.

"Joining the Sun Never Sets Knight Order is possible, but I need to know about the compensation." Having thought it through, Han Zhan continued to play the role of a newcomer.

"Typically, only those above Tier Six can become core knights, with a pay of ten gold coins a day, plus additional allowances for missions."

Han Zhan gently tapped the table with his index finger.

The offer seemed quite decent.

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