Taiwu City, King Jing's Bamboo Pavilion.
Located in the eastern corner of the city, King Jing's Bamboo Pavilion had its gates firmly shut and covered a wide area, sitting at the deepest part of the Black Garment Alley. No one knew who resided there; it was shrouded in mystery.
Lin Luo floated just above the ground without touching it, her clothes billowing as she moved. The wide belt on her black and white robes was tightly cinched, accentuating her slender waist that was barely a handful. Looking down, her feet were invisible.
Following Lin Luo's lead, Yi Chen strode into the enigmatic Black Garment Alley.
"Daoist, whether you wish to drink wine, taste fine foods, or seek to peruse the 'Heaven and Earth Divine Gate Qi,' you must come to King Jing's Bamboo Pavilion," Lin Luo mysteriously teased as she led the way, stirring curiosity in Yi Chen about the enigmatic owner of the Bamboo Pavilion.
