Feng Miao felt the scene before her flash, and her surroundings changed completely. In the new scene, the first thing she noticed was a golden rope as thick as an arm, leading straight to the ceiling of the hall before her.
She instinctively looked up and saw that the ceiling was hollow. A massive bronze bell hung from it. Both the bell and the ceiling were carved with clear Array Runes, making the place feel shrouded in mystery.
"When I used to do missions in the Daoist Scripture Hall, I'd pass the central courtyard and couldn't help but imagine what this place looked like. Now that I see it, it's nothing special. It's not even as luxurious as the hall in the Inspectorate."
Feng Miao made a casual remark, then looked at Wang Ping, who was sitting on a cattail mat in front of her.
"Come and sit."
Wang Ping didn't make Feng Miao stand below him to speak. He politely invited her to sit beside him.
