A yellow-and-green eave outlined the silhouette of a red-tiled building against the twilight sky.
Ahead stood a vermilion gate with a high threshold. Ancient-looking door rings were embedded with traces of card patterns.
The entire building was sealed within a special barrier.
"Lord Tang, please come in!"
Guang Xiang solemnly extended a hand in invitation.
A force of the barrier withdrew from the building. The vermilion gates opened, revealing a brightly lit hall within and card after card laid across the floor like tiles.
The entire building was filled with fluctuations of card energy.
Tang Jian nodded to Guang Xiang and stepped into the building.
The gates behind him closed once more.
Before his eyes were waves of brilliant card light.
All kinds of special card energies produced different effects, combining upon the elderly figure seated on a meditation cushion ahead.
Tang Jian's eyes instantly adjusted to the light, seeing through and filtering away the dense, colorful radiance of the cards ahead.
At a glance, he saw the elderly figure shrouded in layers of light, and his eyes narrowed.
"Tang Jian, I'm very glad I could still see you at a time like this."
The elderly figure spoke in a familiar, calm voice.
Tang Jian was startled. "Chief, you..."
Although he had already had some premonition and mental preparation before coming here.
Seeing Chen Xiong Zhi, the leader who had once been young and refined, now reduced to a frail old man with exceedingly weak Willpower, Tang Jian was still deeply shocked.
"This is the only option left.
As long as we haven't found the War Lord—my older brother, Chen Xiongfei—he will use every possible method to grow stronger day by day."
Chen Xiong Zhi spoke calmly. His eye bags were deep, his skin loose, and his nasolabial folds pronounced.