The Feather Palace wasn't in a remote location. Qiao Xixi figured the Beast King had them stay here for easier surveillance.
The furnishings inside the Feather Palace were so crude they didn't even compare to the dilapidated stone houses of their tribe.
Jin Ling and the others looked grim as they stared at the house, which was covered in cobwebs and dust, but Qiao Xixi wasn't bothered in the slightest.
"You'll be staying here for now."
The beastman soldier turned to leave as soon as he finished speaking.
"Wait."
Qiao Xixi called out, stopping him.
The beastman soldier turned back. "Is there something else?"
Qiao Xixi ran her hand over the door, showing him the thick layer of dust she'd wiped off. "Just look at how filthy this place is. Do you honestly think anyone can live here?"
The beastman soldier frowned. "This is the Beast King's command."
