According to the numbers on the plates in their hands, Zhu Fei and Chen Tianxing would probably be living in these two rooms for the next few years.
Zhu Fei was the first to raise his hand and gently swipe the number plate across the door marked with the number 1300.
There was a "click" sound, and the originally motionless door suddenly opened at this moment.
Zhu Fei swept his divine sense across the inside, and his expression immediately turned a bit grim.
For no other reason than that the room's area was merely a measly twenty square meters.
Staying in such a cramped room, forget about cultivating, even doing nothing might suffocate a person.
The most important thing was that the room was extremely messy, with trash almost piled up on the ground.
Zhu Fei even saw a trace of dried black blood in the corner, imagining that someone had definitely died in this room where Zhu Fei was supposed to stay, and probably not just one person!
