'Huh? That's it?' Yuan thought, surprised by how easy the process had been. He had expected the assessment to be much more difficult and strict, but in reality, it had turned out to be far simpler than he had anticipated.
"Then I'll head to the second floor now." Yuan gave the young man a slight bow before approaching the spiraling staircase by the wall.
Several moments later, Yuan stepped onto the second floor. The layout and decorations were almost identical to those on the first floor. At the other end of the room, a middle-aged man was slumped over a desk, seemingly asleep. His posture was relaxed, and his soft, rhythmic breathing filled the otherwise quiet room.
Yuan didn't say anything and approached the desk.
Suddenly, without opening his eyes, the middle-aged man spoke, "It's been two hundred years since someone was sent up here."
A moment later, the man slowly opened his eyes and sat up, his calm gaze immediately locking onto Yuan.
