A king's palace

As Hua Tianshu looked around, he couldn't help but feel a little impressed. Although this was a demonic beast's dwelling, it looked luxurious and nothing less than a palace made by humans. 

The ceiling was so high up that one would not even notice it unless he turned his head up to look for it. Flowers, red curtains, gold statues, and high-quality furniture were used to decorate the place. 

If there were servants running around with fruit baskets and drinks, Hua Tianshu would have really believed that they had entered a Confucianist king's palace. 

In the middle of the room, there were red curtains that blocked off a certain section of the room. From the marble steps leading towards the closed curtains, it was clear that the blocked section was pretty important. 

"Master Jie Ming...? It's really you!" Suddenly, Jie Fu Lian was greeted by a familiar voice and it seemed that the voice was coming from behind the red curtain.