Back with Shen Xinye.
As she entered the gate, she felt the world suddenly twist and turned before a bright light engulfed her, forcing her to close her eyes.
And when she finally slowly opened her eyes, she actually expected to find herself in an ancient, grand ancestral hall or a treacherous trial arena filled with roaring primordial beasts.
Instead, she found herself in a rather sensual bedchamber, with a rope in hand.
The room was bathed in a dim, rose-tinted glow emanating from floating, heart-shaped spiritual crystals set into the ceiling.
The air was thick with the suffocatingly sweet scent of blooming night-jasmine and exotic, aphrodisiac incense.
Crimson silk drapes hung loosely from towering mahogany bedposts, fluttering gently in an artificial, warm breeze.
In the center of the chamber sat an absurdly massive, round bed covered in plush velvet blankets and soft silk pillows.
