Jin Buhuan led Ling Chuxi and the rest to the back of the chamber of commerce through a long corridor. The corridor felt endless. Even after walking for a long time, the exit still could not be seen, and it became even quieter.
Lan Xinyu and the rest felt their hearts race as questions popped into their minds. From the outside, this chamber of commerce did not appear to be that big, but why did this corridor seem endless? However, just as they were thinking that, the scene before them changed.
An empty space entered their sight, and in the middle of it was a huge array of many lines that gleamed strangely under the sunlight. It had eight corners, and a person stood at each corner. Seeing Jin Buhuan bringing people over, they all stood up and bowed to him. Ling Chuxi and the others, however, were completely ignored.
