He dismissed his spirit sword and, suppressing the urge to sigh, walked inside, the three disciples falling into formation around him. The interior was even more extravagant than the exterior, lined with polished mahogany and shimmering silk curtains, all silent testaments to the profitability of his mission.
The Mid Jindan disciple led the way past the lower floor and up the grand staircase. They stopped before a large, double-wide suite on the top floor, the mid disciple then he turned and glanced at Wang Yi.
"Brother Luo awaits," the disciple said, pushing the door open without knocking.
Wang Yi walked into the suite. The room was spacious and luxurious, but his gaze immediately settled on the figure lounging on a silk cushion near a large, ornate window.
