At this moment, Lin Yuan had already left the house.
First, he rushed to the vicinity of his destination at a frenzied pace using light body techniques, revealing his figure in a dark alley.
Not until he emerged from inside did he start to follow the provided coordinates to his destination.
A few minutes later...
He had reached the coordinates given by Li Yilun.
An extremely high-end...
Foot-washing city?
Lin Yuan was suddenly astonished.
This is where Cultivators gather?
A group of Cultivators washing feet and getting massages while casually eyeing the Spiritual Domain?
Or are they giving foot massages to others?
However, Lin Yuan still had great faith in Li Yilun's ability to gather intelligence; without much hesitation, he strode inside.
Inside the hall, it was splendid and dazzling.
The luxurious decor emitted an extravagant aura, completely devoid of cultural depth, emanating the vibe of a nouveau riche.
