Ma Pi Guan Fengsi had already been bought, so Zhang Liyang did not delay. After leaving the city gate, he mounted his horse and rode straight to Xiwulong City in the northwest.,The inns near the post station aren't known for their variety or exquisite taste, but they serve generous portions with a bold flavor.,With one kick, he sent the innkeeper sprawling to the ground like a gourd. The blow also knocked out the last vestige of courage from the innkeeper who instinctively rolled into the kitchen and cowered there, shaking.。