Li Shen's feet creak the wooden steps as he made his way up to the second floor of the pavilion.
The noise from Lihua and Li wen’s battle was going strong but after entering the pavilion the noise became fainter and fainter.
His steps produced puffs of dirt that he fanned away with his hand. The smell of molds that he could see festering on the walls of the pavilion filled his nose with a dreadful smell.
Reaching up the steps, the only light that was present was a lamp at the end of the hall, right above the last door.
From that door, a sinister aura was pouring out that caused Li Shen’s eyes to narrow.
His guard immediately went up as he moved forward. His steps echoed out rather loudly in the silence of the pavilion to his dislike.
After coming in front of the door, Li Shen felt the frightening aura coming from this room more intensely but he simply pushed the door and stepped inside.