Flower in the Mirror, Moon in the Water

Lu Qinghou stood in the spot closest to the tower.

Behind him, eight of the Twelve Guards of Canghai had arrived. The other four were on night duty.

At that moment, no one spoke.

"Boss, back then, how long did it take you to reach the ninetieth floor?"

Lu Qinghou's reaching the ninetieth floor had happened many years ago, so long ago that even the elders of Canghai City had to use the words "back then" when they mentioned it.

On the other side of the training ground, Dantai Canglan had also arrived at some point.

"Boss."

"Mm."

"That time back then when you reached the ninety-fourth floor, how many people went in?"

"Three," Dantai Canglan said calmly. "Me, your father, and Old Xu."

"Three people, three tower attempts, highest floor ninety-four." Lu Qinghou finally turned around. "And now, the two of them reached such a level on their very first try. The younger generation is truly formidable!"

Dantai Canglan gazed at the dazzling light on the tower's body and said nothing.

It seemed that he, the Acting City Lord, could probably prepare to step down.

Inside the tower, the moment Zhou Qiubai stepped out of the teleportation halo, his legs suddenly went weak.

This was not the pressure of a change in gravity, but a sense of looseness seeping out from deep within his bones.

He steadied himself, lowered his head, and looked at his hands. His fingers were trembling slightly.

After all, his muscles had only just adapted to that pressure, and now that gravity had suddenly returned to normal, he was the one who was unused to it.

Yang Guyun was beside him. The two looked at each other, their gazes swept around, and then both froze.

The ninety-first floor was less like the inside of a