Fifteen minutes later—
"Two travelers for the Twin Leaf Peak Sect!" a voice called.
Xu Qing stood up. "Come on."
Han Yu practically jumped to his feet.
They were led toward a small door at the back of the hall.
Han Yu frowned.
'...This looks underwhelming. Maybe the inside is grand?'
The door creaked open.
Han Yu looked inside—
And his jaw dropped.
"...This is it?"
It was not a grand palace gate. It was not a swirling vortex of power. It was not even shiny.
It was just a plain stone archway with faintly glowing runes.
Han Yu had never felt so disappointed in his life.
Even the room was rather small, about the size of his hideout. The whole thing looked more like a cheap parlor trick than a mystical gateway of boundless power.
"It's rather small," Han Yu muttered.
"Do you even know what you're talking about?" Xu Qing replied. "Do you know how complex a Teleportation Gate is? How difficult and expensive the arrays are to set up?"
"No?" Han Yu admitted.
SIGH
