Squeak——
Amidst Ah Lian's mystifying script, the door slowly opened under everyone's anticipation, revealing the scene behind it.
Though dim, the few strands of starlight that shone through still highlighted the extraordinary contours of the space before them—
It looked like a Spirit Temple set in a workshop, denser with classical elements and even more splendid compared to the place visited during the day.
Meticulously crafted scenery, exquisite decorations, and outside, a deep expanse of water; the air blowing in through the small window carried the dampness of a lake.
In that moment, it felt as if they truly traversed hundreds of years, touching a strand of history—
"Your friend's craftsmanship is impressive."
Of course, it was just a feeling.
While carefully admiring the scene before him, Fu Qian nodded slightly, offering a compliment to Ah Lian over yonder.
Certainly, it wasn't some cult Priest or time-space guide, yet some people nearby seemed surprisingly shocked.
