"The guest rooms have collapsed, which means the entire guesthouse won't be far behind. Honey, should we bring Old Zaji in?" Su Ziyan looked at Qin Yu with a questioning gaze.
Qin Yu frowned. It wouldn't be a problem to bring Old Zaji in by himself, but Old Zaji was accompanied by quite a few people.
"Honey, Old Zaji is my mother's most loyal servant," Su Ziyan pleaded softly.
"Alright, let's go up," Qin Yu said with a wry smile, it seemed he was about to be the good guy to a fault!
Qin Yu walked leisurely out of the wine cellar, heading through the passageway to the lobby.
Soon, the two reached the entrance, where Qin Yu had set up an Illusion Technique. Su Ziyan, looking confused, asked, "Why is there so much sand piled up at the doorway? Can we still get out?"
Qin Yu smiled slightly and snapped his fingers. The illusion at the doorway was dispelled, and Su Ziyan saw the scene inside the lobby.
