Although the grand hall was splendid, upon close inspection, it seemed that no magical treasures were to be found, save for the gems inlaid on the walls, which Wang Qizheng had meticulously pried off.
Even without a bag to carry things, he tore off his own clothes to wrap up the gems, slinging them over his back. Only when he was sure there was no more room to fit anything else did he reluctantly take one last look at the grand hall and, together with Zhang Fei Xuan, move to the back.
The grand hall had a back door, but it was paved with gold dust, not easy to spot unless looked at closely.
Pushing open the grand hall door led them to a courtyard that resembled the plaza with its white jade pavement. The surrounding buildings didn't gleam with gold as the grand hall did, but the white tiles and yellow bricks provided a unique charm.
