"Brother Wei!"
After leaving the Hall of Stored Techniques, Wei Fan had planned to wander around the Sacred City. Yet before he had gone far, he ran into Li Jianchen. Three men were with him: one was Zhang Ye, whom Wei Fan had met once before, while the other two were strangers.
"We were just about to visit the Mystic Maiden Pavilion to watch the singing and dancing. We thought you were still in the Hall of Stored Techniques, so we didn't call for you..."
Li Jianchen walked over, grabbed Wei Fan, and was about to take him to the so-called Mystic Maiden Pavilion. The moment Wei Fan heard the name, he knew it was a place of pleasure and had little interest in it.
He had not expected someone as cold-looking as Li Jianchen to enjoy such a place.
Li Jianchen's face immediately darkened somewhat as he explained, "Don't look down on the Mystic Maiden Pavilion. In terms of antiquity, there is nothing in the entire Eastern Domain older than it—not even the Demon Hunter Organization.
"Don't mistake it for some mundane den of wine and women. Those who enter and leave the Mystic Maiden Pavilion all possess extraordinarily high status. There are no lack of Sacred Land masters and direct descendants of Martial Emperor Families among them.
"Even Martial Emperors often frequented the Mystic Maiden Pavilion in their youth. It is said that one of Emperor Xuanyuan's wives or concubines back then was a Mystic Maiden of the Mystic Maiden Pavilion."
"The Mystic Maiden Pavilion is that formidable?"
Wei Fan raised his brows. Even Martial Emperors visited it, and it had even married women into the household of someone like Emperor Xuanyuan. He had probably thought too simply of the Mystic Maiden Pavilion.
It might indeed be a