The carriage did not look large from the outside, but upon entering, one would realize it held a world of its own, clearly utilizing a method of spatial expansion.
An Array?
No!
Zhu Ju gently shook his head.
In the Magic World, it should be called a Magic Altar.
The space, a full twenty square meters, was like a spacious room.
The floor of this 'room' was covered in soft mink fur, and a table in the center held exquisite pastries and wine.
There was even a heater and Burning Incense, making the carriage as warm as spring and filled with a faint, lingering fragrance.
The young man, not yet twenty, had a lazy look on his face. He leaned against the window, smiling and nodding in greeting.
"Wuk Xian of the Wuk Family. Please, sit wherever you like, Fellow Daoist."
Wuk Xian was dressed in magnificent robes. His aura was pure, and his Divine Soul Power surged within the carriage. He was clearly a Mage.
And a Peak Mage at that.
