Lin Feng shook off the old man's hand, wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand, and resolutely turned to leave. The eighteen years of helplessness and desolation were forever cast behind him at this moment. Ahead of him lay the path to becoming the number one in the Six Realms—who else but him!
"Lin boy, time is running out. Are you really planning to go to the top floor of the Piaomiao Pavilion?" Hua Shengmi asked with some concern.
Lin Feng nodded without hesitation and took a step up to the top floor of the Piaomiao Pavilion.
What presented itself to Lin Feng on the top floor of Piaomiao Pavilion was not countless rare treasures, nor a splendid decoration of blooming flowers, but a cold cave filled with mechanical arrays and scattered with corpses.
"Are you here for treasure?" a sharp and piercing voice came from beneath Lin Feng's feet. Looking down, he saw a knee-high dwarf with a sharp nose and monkey-like face, bouncing around as he looked at Lin Feng.
