Yu Zhizhi didn't know where she found the courage, but she followed the purple-robed old man all the way into the lighthouse.
From the outside, the lighthouse was very tall, and every floor had countless rooms.
It seemed like people lived in every room.
Or maybe the lights were just on.
After entering the lighthouse, she only encountered a few Beastmen. When they saw Yu Zhizhi, their gazes paused for a moment.
Perhaps it was because they saw an unfamiliar face.
But none of them spoke to her. Every Beastman had an air of indifference.
The old man hurried to his room.
It was on a very high floor. Yu Zhizhi used her spiritual power, but she was still panting by the time she got there. She saw a tightly shut iron door with a window to its side, facing the outside of the tower—it was very dangerous.
