The golden throne, majestic and imposing, carried an indescribable aura of power.
This was the main seat of the oval table.
The rectangular table was exceedingly wide, Baiyu carefully counted, there were a total of twenty-four seats.
Except for the throne at the top.
On the left and right of the table, there were eleven seats each, and at the opposite end from the throne, there was another seat.
Adding up.
Exactly twenty-four.
Baiyu focused his attention mainly on this rectangular table, after carefully observing it, he finally turned his gaze to the surroundings.
All around were stone pillars made from unknown materials.
Some were broken.
Some were intact.
Engraved with bizarre patterns and texts, Baiyu had some knowledge of these scripts.
Whether it was Villiduo's library.
Or Zenith City's martial arts school library.
Baiyu had gone through the linguistics books in them, with his photographic memory, he learned these languages mostly.
Not confident in using them.
