In the Great Qin Dynasty, the official roads closer to the imperial city were wider and more solid, but there were also more people. Even riding a horse, one couldn't speed up much.,As the aroma of the food wafted throughout the inn, Zhang Liyang and his companions, after washing up, descended downstairs. The innkeeper, upon seeing them, immediately urged the three sons to serve Zhang Liyang and his party their meals.,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.。