Although he felt afraid, he did not cry out.
He simply slowed his pace, wary that something might suddenly emerge.
He had already explored ancient tombs before, so there was little left that could truly frighten him.
Fortunately, the passage was not very long and he soon reached the end.
At the end of the passage stood a magnificent and resplendent palace.
The layout of this palace was strikingly similar to his own chamber, though the style appeared more mature and refined.
He guessed that this must have been his mother's residence.
Could it be that this hidden passage connected his room to his mother's palace?
If so, then the place where he now stood was where his mother had once lived.
With these questions in mind, Yue Mingxuan turned his gaze toward his mother's dressing table.
As expected, there was a box on it that looked exactly the same as the one in his own room.
He rotated the box and discovered that the hidden passage closed once more.
