Among the mountains proudly stood a gigantic tower! Just like the Heavenly Columns in the legends!
This was the true hub of the Sacred Martial Hall. The more powerful the martial artists were, the more qualified they were to live in the higher towers.
Bai Sheng stood behind Ferrero, perturbed and eyeing the surroundings of the Round Table Meeting Room secretly.
There were no flashy decorations nor arty scrolls in the room. Its minimalistic style came off as a surprise to its visitors. Apart from the seats and huge round conference table, almost nothing else could be found.
In their former days, the fourteen-star martial artists in the Foreign Affairs Office were not qualified to ascend to the top of the tower, let alone meeting martial experts who rarely appeared in the Sacred Martial Hall.
