"Whoa… This is the Treasury Hall of the Dragon Sovereign Sect?" As Lian Chen finally reached the entrance of the Treasury Hall, his breath caught in awe at the sight before him. The hall was a magnificent architectural marvel, with towering pillars adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to stretch endlessly into the heavens. Sunlight shines through the stained glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the marble floor.
As Lian Chen stepped inside, Lian Chen's footsteps echoed, resonating with the vast expanse. "Hey you! Who are you?! I've never seen a face of yours around here before!" A voice bellowed from the corner of the Treasury Hall, catching Lian Chen's attention. He turned his gaze toward the source and laid eyes on an elderly man with a lengthy beard. The man's eyes were of a modest size, further accentuated by the golden spectacles perched upon his nose. The glasses seemed tailored to his small eyes, harmonizing with his scholarly appearance.
