No matter how desperate Chen Qiong and Xian Yunzhen felt, Lin Yun couldn’t be bothered with them. He was already on the third level, which was the last level of the pavilion. Perhaps the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was tall in ancient times, but it was only three levels tall now.

He was currently looking at all of the holes in the broken roof. The third level was a wine cellar with an intoxicating wine aroma. Lin Yun felt light as if his soul would leave his body. Meanwhile, Lil’ ...