The headquarters of the Golden Cauldron Merchant Union loomed over the commercial district like a monument to absolute wealth.
It was a massive, multi-tiered fortress constructed from dark obsidian and reinforced with golden plates that caught the glare of the setting sun.
The building was a masterclass in grand, ancient eastern architecture, featuring sweeping pagoda-style roofs with upturned eaves carved to resemble coiled, stone dragons.
Heavy spiritual arrays hummed silently along the walls, casting a faint, protective shimmer across the dark stonework to deter any unwanted intruders.
As Shen Yu approached the perimeter, his green-haired disguise blending seamlessly into the ambient shadows, he didn't even look toward the grand main entrance where heavily armed guards scrutinized every merchant and visitor.
Instead, his masked gaze swept up the towering facade of the obsidian structure.
