After two months of traveling by road, the Tsuitsui Clan's caravan had finally arrived at the headquarters of the Qingyun Bang, the Jiuli Haven.
"Hoho, Master Ao, what do you think about our headquarters?" Ragged Sage Bei asked with a slightly smug smile. "Quite unique, no?"
Adam turned to him with a deadpan expression. "Auhh?"
The elderly beggar's lips twitched, and he awkwardly coughed. "Right… I forgot."
The Qingyun Bang's headquarters sat upon a hill. It was a weathered rise of stone and soil that looked utterly ordinary from outside, almost disappointingly so.
But at its heart lay an organization powerful and influential enough to become a part of the Nine Great Sects and Clans.
At the very center of the hill lay a massive, circular opening, wide enough to swallow a big building whole. From above, it looked like a gaping hole carved into the earth.
