"Follow me."
Mark tilted his head towards Lann, indicating to follow him.
Their boots stepped onto the stone steps, making a 'clack clack' sound of hard soles colliding.
The doors to the research hall were not small, and it looked more like a Great Cathedral than a combination of a research institute and a hospital.
However, in Yan'an, this city that integrates politics, religion, research, and medicine, such a trait was not inappropriate.
Mark led Lann up the steps and through the doors, placing his large suitcase by the wall in the vestibule area.
He discreetly shook his hand with a small motion.
Having carried the suitcase all afternoon and familiarized the foreigner with Yan'an's main streets, his fingers were sore, even though he was already a Church Hunter.
After placing the suitcase down, he continued to lead Lann inside.
The lighting in the research hall was quite poor, and although plenty of oil lamps were installed, the individual lighting range was not ideal.
