Western Continent, Old Gods Association's Headquarters.
This should have been Pei Jinye's first time arriving here, quite unlike the spooky castle he had imagined to resemble a demon's lair.
An area of hills and not quite farmland.
Most of those who farmed here were members of the Old Gods Association, with a minority being descendants helping out.
Pei Jinye had thought that the people here were all meticulous and calculative, similar to the style of the Demon Dao, but after spending a few days here, he discovered that the local customs were simple, and the place had more of an air of a hidden paradise.
Pei Jinye, wearing a mask, did not fit in with the people here.
Actually, it was not uncommon for members of the Old Gods Association to wear masks, but most would not appear here to disturb these folks who knew little of the world.
