Dai Yunze withdrew his wandering gaze and decided to keep moving forward.
As he moved, the wooden door behind him creaked again. By the time he turned to look, it had already closed.
It seemed he could not leave for now, though that probably also meant he had come to the right place.
Dai Yunze paused, then continued along the path.
On either side, the lush blue silver grass swayed gently, as though dancing to some rhythm, yet Dai Yunze had not felt so much as a breath of wind.
Dai Yunze did not really want to dwell on that. He merely quickened his pace a little and headed toward the wooden house.
The path was not long. About a minute later, he reached the wooden house. Standing before its door, he tilted his head back to look at a sign above him.
It seemed to consist of two characters, somewhat resembling small seal script, but Dai Yunze could not recognize either of them.
Looking at the characters, he could not help feeling puzzled. After all, the writing on the Douluo Continent differed from that of his previous life, so why would something resembling small seal script appear here?
He could not help recalling the lady's "Dowedeal" again, and his face grew a little pale.
But he had already come this far. There had long since been no way back.
Dai Yunze took a deep breath, stepped up to the wooden door, and raised his hand. After a brief hesitation, he decided to knock.
His fist struck the wooden door twice, producing two rather muffled knocks.
But just as he was about to knock a third time, that familiar sensation of striking empty air returned. His fist had failed to land on the wooden door. He looked up and around.