Xia Pingan wasn't picky about where he lived. However, when he looked at the two rows of doors on both sides of the corridor in front of him, he also felt that the place where he lived in the Scripture library was a little shabby. The doors in front of him had the number of the sect on them, and the distance between each door was only three to five meters. It could be imagined that the room behind the door was not very wide. For a demigod master, this place was indeed too cramped. The room was probably only a few dozen square meters.
Forget it, I'll just treat it as living in a military camp. This place is better than a tent.
Xia Pingan shook his head and consoled himself.
