In the skies above a huge mountain floated an unending pavilion that reached into the sky. A substantial amount of sixth factor that seemed almost corporeal gave the pavilion a slightly misty image.
This was a hallowed ground, so the people that resided there naturally weren't ordinary. Practically the entire Shen'yuan Planet knew that this territory belonged to the Miro Family.
When Miro Fedor returned home, the Miro Family's housekeeper welcomed him back. "Young Master, you have returned. What did you acquire this time?"
Miro Fedor didn't like this flattering, opportunistic fellow. Besides being indifferent, Miro Fedor was also too lazy to speak to him. When he saw him coming over, he replied nonchalantly, "Nothing much. You go ahead and do whatever you were doing!"
