Looking at Han Qianqian’s departure, the mountain piercer glanced at the remaining three and said, “Let’s go back first.”
The three nodded and followed behind the Mountain Piercing Armor as they reentered the earthen hut.
The door of the wooden hut was shut very tightly just in case, and the three of them also squeezed everything that could fit against the door behind it.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong, there was only one thing left for the four of them to do, to wait obediently for Han Qianqian to return.
At this time, Han Qianqian, as the light dot disappeared, when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the ground from below.
Although the bench was unoccupied, it was still in the air, and the red luan floating in front of it was a beautiful sight.
However, Han Qianqian naturally didn’t bother to look, both because he wasn’t interested in other women and because at the moment Han Qianqian was busy feeling his own body’s condition.
What was slightly disappointing to Han Qianqian was that it had been close to three hours, and although the warmth was indeed flowing within his body, it wasn’t at a fast pace.
This must be what Xia Ran had warned himself about when he left, that he couldn’t use too much of this stuff, that the effect would decay each time and that the amount needed would increase greatly.
It’s like a person taking one medicine for a long time to cure a disease, always the body will develop a corresponding resistance to it.
Han Qianqian let out a long sigh, and when he looked back, he saw that the bench, driven by Red Luan, was already looking in the direction of the city, after which it slowly stopped in front of an old house.
The old house was dilapidated, but it was a mansion in the ruined Devil’s Cloud Ghost City. At least, it was still intact, and although the style was old, its former prestige was still barely visible.
On the main entrance, two women stood there.
Both were groveling, while each was dressed in a pale red dress, the clothes not really much to look at, but alone they revealed one word.
What should be seen was visible, and what should not be seen was almost as if it was hidden.
“VIP, please come inside.”
Seeing Han Qianqian arrive, the two women’s bodies bent even more, naturally the already hidden ones calling out even more.
Han Qianqian just looked at the entrance, almost without looking away, and after getting down from the bench, he was led by Hongluan and slowly walked inside the old house.
As soon as he entered the house, Han Qianqian was directly dumbfounded, his eyes full of shock.
The entire house was gilded and glorious, as if it was forged with exquisite jade and top quality gold, from head to tail, even the inlay in the corner was made of gold.
Han Qianqian was completely stunned, this exaggerated level of wealth was not even comparable to all the wealthy places he had seen, even if he imagined it, it was definitely not this extravagant.
The point was that such a luxurious place was located in the Devil’s Cloud Ghost City, which was deserted and almost like a ruin.
The contrast between the two could not even be described as worlds apart, it could simply be described as ironic to the core.
How bleak it was outside, how luxurious this place was.
And almost simultaneously, as Han Qianqian entered, two candle lights properly lit up at the very front of this vast palace-like hall.
The extravagance was almost maddening, and even the two candles on the table were actually made of gold dust.
As for the table beneath it, it goes without saying that it was about two metres long and one metre wide, all made of gold and with all kinds of jewels inlaid on the table top.
The table was about two metres long and a metre wide, all made of gold and inlaid with jewels of all kinds.
At the same time as the two candle lights came on, a black shadow appeared on the side of the two-metre table.
Who else could this person be but the ghostly daddy?
When he saw Han Qianqian, he raised his hand slightly and clapped his hands, “Welcome.”
Hong Luan also smiled faintly, smiled at Han Qianqian and invited him to take a seat.
Although the golden table was large, there were only two seats. As Han Qianqian stood up, Hong Luan pushed the chair over slightly, and after waiting for Han Qianqian to sit down she did not leave, but stood obediently beside him.
The Ghostly Dignitary also took his seat, and after glancing at Han Qianqian, he smiled: “I’m sorry for making the guest of honour wait for three more hours, but I’m sure you’ll find it worthwhile after watching.”
The words fell, the ghost daddy slightly clapped his hands, immediately after, the side of the hall a burst of footsteps quickly from far to near, towards this side ……