"Looks like it really is the Underground Night Market!"
Before Wang Zijia could gather his thoughts, the old man had already led him to the entrance of an underground hall.
The old man stopped at the entrance, signaling that they had arrived. Wang Zijia took out ten taels of gold. The old man finally showed a hint of a smile, made a bow to Wang Zijia, then hurriedly left. Wang Zijia stepped into the hall.
Calling it a "hall" might not be entirely accurate. This was a very long tunnel, resembling a subway tunnel from his Previous Life, but it was magnitudes larger than a subway tunnel.
As soon as he entered and saw the huge space, he felt as if he had entered an underground hall.
The ceiling was embedded with various strange crystals, providing dim lighting. The murky light made everything around it seem vague and unclear. Of course, Wang Zijia, who was already at the Innate stage, wasn't greatly affected, and neither were the monks.
