Looking at the Second Palace that was rapidly materializing before his eyes, Lin Huang could not help raising his brows.
The Second Palace also looked nothing like a palace; it was a shabby little log cabin. From the outside, it was about 70 to 80 square meters at most and looked like it had been abandoned for at least two or three decades.
'It's supposed to be a palace, why make it look like that?'
Lin Huang was convinced that the Second Palace had not looked this way originally, otherwise, the seller would not have been able to find a purchaser at all.
As Lin Huang continued his silent criticism, a squeaky noise suddenly sounded.
He immediately looked toward the source of the sound, and the small wooden door of the cabin slowly opened.
"Although the house is different, the formula is rather familiar..."
