Wyatt Barnes stayed at the tavern for half a day and listened to a lot of conversations between the drinkers.
However, he then realized:
During the half-day at the tavern, he didn't learn much valuable information.
No one mentioned what he urgently wanted to know!
"Of course... The things I want to know are quite basic. And these people are either the indigenous people of the heavenly realm or immortals who ascended to the heavenly realm long ago. Naturally, they wouldn't mention those basic things to enlighten someone like me who just ascended to the heavenly realm."
Thinking of this, Wyatt Barnes no longer planned to continue wasting time in the tavern hall and directly called the attendant, "Attendant, get me a quiet private room."
He thought of other ways to gather information.
"Sir, the minimum charge for our tavern's private rooms is ten inferior-grade immortal stones. You are alone..."
