Pushing open the wooden door, Harry found that his group had returned to a familiar space. The floor beneath their feet, the walls on either side, the morning sun beyond the windows, and the crystal chandelier overhead—everything felt completely different from the spiral staircase they had just been in.
Come to think of it, how had they entered that spiral staircase in the first place? Harry suddenly realized that he could not remember at all.
They proceeded down the corridor, and before long, the view opened up. A vast hall appeared before them.
The hall was completely empty, save for a tall figure standing in the center. Looking past him, Harry and the others saw another corridor directly opposite them, the only corridor besides the one they had entered from.
"You're finally here. I was about to fall asleep waiting."
The tall figure lazily stretched, not at all surprised by Harry and the others' arrival.
"Who are you?"
Likewise, Harry was not surprised by the obstacle that had suddenly appeared before them. If anything, he felt somewhat relieved. At least it confirmed that their whereabouts had been exposed, saving them the trouble of having to keep sneaking around so cautiously.
"I'm Wang Shouqiang, one of Dalaran's Four Pillars—the Steadfast Pillar.
By the way, could you take off that Invisibility Cloak? Talking to thin air like this makes me look pretty stupid."
That was right. The person blocking Harry's group was Bell's friend from Yandu Academy.
A few years ago, after Wang Shouqiang had lost his entire fortune in Britain, he returned to the Cultivation World and had no choice but to honestly find a job, working nine to five every day.
However, anyone who knew Wang Shouqiang even a little knew that he and the word "honest" had nothing to