Back at the designated courtyard of the Stone Mountain Sect, Riley made his way to one of the many rooms allocated to his team. The entire compound was nothing short of extravagant.
The courtyard stretched out like a small village, with rows of elegant wooden buildings adorned with intricate carvings of mythical beasts.
The scent of freshly polished wood mingled with the crisp mountain air, creating an atmosphere of peace and quiet that belied the sect's formidable reputation.
The room Riley chose was spacious, with walls lined in fine lacquered wood and a large window that provided a breathtaking view of the surrounding mountain range.
The bed in the corner was simple yet sturdy, covered with soft silk sheets in muted shades of blue and gold.
As he entered, Riley ensured he was unnoticed. He didn't bother greeting anyone or making his presence known. For now, solitude was what he needed.
