In the face of this eerie atmosphere, Chen Yuan remained completely at ease.
He opened the shabby wooden door and walked in; Sheng Xueqin and Chen Qi quickly followed him inside.
Upon stepping into this place, the two only felt that this was no ordinary shop; it was as if they had entered a graveyard.
The interior of the shop was extremely dark; apart from an unknown-aged cabinet, there was nothing else.
Behind the cabinet, there was a small side door, pitch black inside, and no one could tell what lay within.
With Sheng Xueqin's Star Lord cultivation, she couldn't see through the darkness to know what was inside, as if she were an ordinary person, seeing only what was visible.
At this moment.
An old man was sitting at a shabby, antiquated counter.
The old man sat there quietly, eyes closed, as if he were asleep.
The old man appeared thin and frail, almost skin and bones.
At first glance, anyone would be startled by his appearance.
