A One Hundred Year Old Immortal State Warrior

Chen Fan had no clue how much chaos he brought to the elite circle of Zhong Hai, and neither did he care.

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa followed Hua Yunfeng to a pavilion that was set on a cantilevered platform somewhere in the middle of the mountain. The platform extended out from the mountain for a few meters and made the pavilion look like it was floating in the air.

There were a few stools and tables made out of stone. From there, they could have a fantastic view of the sprawling city through a thin veil of mist.

"This is very unique and what a sight!"

Chen Fan nodded in approval.

Hua Yunfeng sat here every day and looked down at the entire city as he contemplated his decisions, soaking in the fantastic view. The view must have affected his mind, making it easier to see the big picture and make wise decisions.