As they reached the place, Lin Xiao Tian stopped and looked at Han Leu with a questioning gaze, because what stood before them was far too… disappointing. A small, desolate shop stood there, its structure worn and dull, as if it had been abandoned long ago or perhaps never visited at all.
Seeing the name carved above it, everyone grew even more stunned. Hēi Xū Gé (Black Ruin Pavilion). Lin Xiao Tian's face twitched slightly as a thought surfaced. At least make the name sound trustworthy.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Han Leu gave a feeble grin and spoke awkwardly. "Do not worry, Sect Master, it is truly legitimate," he said, though his tone lacked any convincing power.
Hearing this, they stepped inside, only to find the interior even worse than the outside. There was no one in sight, and items were scattered everywhere in messy piles, as if no one had bothered to organize anything for years.
