At dusk, the Dragon Gate Inn’s wine banner fluttered in the wind.
Su Shi, his blue robe dusted with frost, said, “I’d like a quiet superior room, a quest to root out traitors, and a draw from the ‘Fate Card’ to glimpse what lies ahead!”
Mu Guiying strode in with her spear. “A guest room with a view, please. I want a quest to hunt down spies, and three card draws for a divine weapon!”
Zhuge Liang waved his feather fan. “A private room, a quest involving schemes, and a card draw for a hidden plan.”
Li Bai stumbled in, tipsy and clutching a wine jug. “A first-rate room and fine wine, plus a perilous quest and two draws for good liquor and calligraphy!”
