Completing his current mission left Moze a little exhausted. This is not his first visit to Xianzhou Luofu, however, this is the first time he's interested in spending the night here.

Starskiffs sailed slowly across the sky, leaving a barely noticeable trail behind them. Moze had been watching them for several minutes, standing on the wide bridge and keeping his hands on the railing.

With a short sigh, the man tore his gaze away from the sky and turned over his shoulder, finally deciding to pay attention to the rare passers-by. He needed to find a place to spend the night and eat.

"Excuse me."

Moze tapped your shoulder from behind, effectively getting your attention. His voice was polite and not as intimidating as his blank face.

"I'm not local. Do you know where I can spend the night here?"