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The inn has over ten branch locations in Shangshu. Yet, they do not take the name Xingyu. Perhaps Xinglu for a journey fortunate, or Xingfu for a journey blessed—but Xingyu, for a journey plentiful, belongs to this inn alone.

And of course, this inn alone provides such an incredible view of the skyscrapers against the twin moons mirrored in the distant lake at night. The innkeeper paid mind only to the scenery when choosing locations. Not to the guests, nor to the rent.

Fine scenery puts guests in a fine mood. Fine scenery puts all in harmony, and the coin will come whether you like it or not.

Mmm... fine tea indeed, and a fine view.

First timers should stay somewhere nice. Get a good impression of Shangshu.

Xingyu Inn. An antique, elegant name.

Famous, but it only recently got into food service. The innkeeper has talent, and whatever he touches goes well.

It's grown to be a lot to handle, but still he...

Is that him there, busying about?

The very same.

Doesn't look like an owner at all. Very steady as he goes. You have to admire him.

If only I knew what my old schoolmate was up to... The Liang boy.

To borrow your words: steady as he goes.

Is he a good mandarin?

Ask any passerby, shoe-shiner, yam hawker, or taxi driver on the street. They'd all give him a thumbs-up.

Haha. Living his dream, then. Wish I could say that.

You haven't met Mr. Liang in over ten years?

Nope.

But he still chose you to deliver this item.

That it is.

Then your bond must deserve a thumbs-up as well.

I'm not experienced enough to say what this portends. I only know by Mr. Liang's expression that this is no laughing matter.

Hardly. I wouldn't dare flaunt any grand bond with your 'Mr. Liang.' But Liang Xun, the man? He's a friend.

A friend, you say?

And a good one.

A good friend is hard enough to find, much less one that will stay so after ten years apart.

What about you, Master Shen?

What about me?

With so many ferrymen at the docks, didn't it seem strange I chose you in particular?

No. I was briefed by Mr. Liang, so I assumed you were too. I have no need for the details.

I had to steal this thing right out of a smuggler's hands for old Mr. Liang. Took some effort.

I didn't ask. You must have been itching to speak.

I came all this way with no one to talk to. You bet I'm itchy.

I'm surprised you trust Liang, what with that cold look on his face. Most people don't.

Ah. You trust him because he's your friend. I do because he's the magistrate of Shangshu.

Do you know him well?

I do. Mr. Liang is good to us, so we return the favor.

How long have you been in this business, Master Shen?

Hard to say... Who counts out the passing years on their fingers? Twenty? Thirty?

Very admirable.

I'm only a boatman, what's there to admire? Lately they've been putting engines on the boats. Maybe I'll be out of a job in a few years.

They'll still need someone to navigate the route and keep watch on the sky. I figure as long as there are waterways and the years run long, boatmen and Catastrophe Messengers are in the same boat.

Catastrophes, you say.

You don't see one often, but when you do, you never forget.

Have you seen one before?

I have, but also things even more frightening. Not on the rivers, mind you—wait, what have you got me saying?

Hm.

What is it?

Strange. Two foreigners, it seems.

Alright, two guests?

Two guests.

So this is your 'reputation exceptional, dishes quintessential, service congenial, treatment all-equal' Xingyu Inn, then?

But of course, but of course. My master had nothing but praise for the 'Xingyu' name, so while I've never been graced with a chance to visit Shangshu, I just had to take you here, benefactor.

Ah, but...

But?

Heh, it shames me to admit, but my master praised only the name, not any particular amenity. So I am also ignorant as to its precise forte.

Here's your tea.

Just refreshments, or will you two be needing lodging too?

Wow, they've even got the standard line, huh?

Hey, listen here. Maybe we've only been open for a few years, but trace the name 'Xingyu' back and you'll see it's got a century's worth of fame.

Benefactor, we've been searching for lodging, the prices are suitable enough, and it's not far from the northern crossing we agreed to meet at. What say you?

I'm fine with whatever.

Then two rooms, please.

Allllright then. Anything to eat for now?

May I ask what you have?

Our recommended set meals are on the signs. We're currently on the afternoon menu. If you need anything, just shout.

Very well, let's see...

This one looks alright, mate. Lot of Yan flavor in that name.

The extra-spicy fowl blood curd set...? I'd recommend refraining for now.

Why? When in Londinium, right? Can't hurt to try.

In my experience, such dishes don't quite... mesh with the lunchtime sensibilities a Rim Billitonian such as yourself might be accustomed to.

That so? I think I'm pretty good with spice, myself.

What are you sneaking peeks at?

Look there, at the proprietor. The innkeeper, I wager.

What about him?

He's a force to be reckoned with.

A force how?

Of course, he has to be, with a business this grand. But there's something more than that...

Are those calluses on his hands?

Your vision is as astounding as ever, benefactor!

And there's been two guests on the floor upstairs eyeing us ever since we walked in.

Hm?

What part of them's caught your eye?

Well... that Cautus seems oddly familiar...

Are you staying here today, boss? Not heading to check out the other side of the crossing?

No, I'm expecting someone. I must be here to attend to this guest.

Heh, you're offering personal service? Gotta be a big shot then. Are we open for business then? How much can we make?

There might not be money in it. No shortage of things to settle, though.

Is it about the business over there?

Yes and no.

What does THAT mean?

Less blabbering, more greeting the customers.

Pssh, penny-pincher.

Ai, welcome, guests, are you—

...Hmph.

Miss Du? What are you—

None of your business. Out of the way.

Hey!

Why—what a formidable greeting, young lady. Are you looking for me?