Ten days later, Heaven Dou City.
Although ten days had passed, Tang San still had not pulled himself free of grief and hatred.
Only upon returning to Heaven Dou City did his heart, riddled with wounds in Spirit City, recover a little.
Xiao Bai led Tang San and Ma Hongjun into the city. They walked all the way to its most prosperous central district before Xiao Bai stopped outside a tall building.
Tang San instinctively followed Xiao Bai's gaze toward the building before them. It was a five-story pavilion.
Even in Heaven Dou City, it counted as a tall building, and its first impression was one of understated elegance.
Its architecture had a slightly antique air, and the sign bore only two simple words: Moonlight Pavilion.
Few people came and went, but those who did were either lavishly dressed or possessed exceptional bearing, men and women alike.
"Senior Xiao, is this Moonlight Pavilion?" Tang San asked.
Xiao Bai nodded. "That's right. Let's go inside."
With that, Xiao Bai took the lead toward Moonlight Pavilion.
The three had barely reached the entrance when they were stopped.
Two rather handsome young men dressed in green each raised a hand to bar their way.
The young man on the left said calmly, "Apologies, but please stop here. Moonlight Pavilion does not admit those who are improperly dressed."
As a Titled Douluo, Xiao Bai might not have been much to look at, but his clothes were clean and simple.
Clearly, the remark was aimed at Tang San and Ma Hongjun.
The two had traveled from outside Spirit City to Heaven Dou City, eating in the wind and sleeping beneath the stars. Calling them travel-worn was no longer enough; ragged was more appropriate.
Xiao Bai was not annoyed by this scene. Instead, he watched Tang