Mr. Fuyi put away the umbrella and lifted his legs to walk in. It was at this moment that Gu Xijiu realized that there was a mechanism! It seemed like the person who designed this mechanism was indeed a master.
Gu Xijiu followed him in, and the door behind him slowly disappeared. It was a different world behind the secret door. It was actually exquisite, like the room of a young lady. There were famous calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and the furniture in the house were all valuable antiques.
It was more appropriate to refer to this place as a palace than a house. That was because the space was incredibly vast and wide. The ground was covered with white carpet, and the other end of the carpet was a high platform like a golden temple. There was a chair with fox-skin on it, and a teenager was sitting on the chair.
