Under the gathered starlight, Lin Chen led Lu Han slowly toward the Cangjing Pavilion.
Silver radiance scattered across the sky, casting a brilliant argent glow over the road leading to the pavilion.
"Where are we going?"
"The Cangjing Pavilion."
Lin Chen spoke. Wang Hao stayed in the Cangjing Pavilion all year round. Even though it was night now, he likely wouldn't leave that place. After all, to Wang Hao, researching sword techniques in the pavilion was his entire world.
"There'll be some 'expert' in there?"
Lu Han was straightforward by nature and couldn't help muttering under his breath.
He had originally thought Lin Chen would take him to some secluded place, like those reclusive masters of legend, hidden away somewhere and bitterly cultivating.
Yet now, where Lin Chen was taking him was the Cangjing Pavilion. That made him grumble inwardly, and his confidence took quite a hit.
He'd never heard of any true expert who stayed holed up in the scripture library all day.
