With questions playing in his mind, Yang Zhen followed the woman to the second floor, after which she gave him a radiant smile, led him to a luxurious and grand hall, and disappeared without a trace.
What left Yang Zhen and the sly cat dumbstruck was that the grand hall was alarmingly empty without a soul in sight.
The opulent hall was decorated with glittering gold, and rare treasures were scattered everywhere, even the tables and chairs were made from the rare hardwood, the material was highly valued by artificers and was used to produce five-star, or even six-star weapons.
In the middle of the hall, laid on a colossal table, was an opulent feast that jolted Yang Zhen in surprise when he laid his eyes on it.
"Holy crap, holy crap! Dude, is this the legendary Wanhua feast?" The sly cat's eyes grew wide, and slobber dripped from its mouth as it spoke, causing sprays of saliva everywhere.
