Hearing Zhen Jingkong's words, Chen Fei no longer hesitated. His figure, like a flash of lightning, swiftly darted into the dilapidated hall. Soon, he arrived before a massive stone door at the very depths of the hall. Clearly, behind that huge stone door was the place where Zhen Jingkong had secluded himself to heal over a hundred years ago.
However, a hint of doubt soon appeared in Young Master Chen's eyes. He frowned, staring at the stone door covered in a thick layer of dust, and asked uncertainly, "Is there something on this?"
