Li Fan sneered.
So much for the ghostly apparition. Just a shaped ball of white mist, and one he’d now beaten to tatters.
He shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and walked toward a bronze door carved with intricate patterns and symbols. The metal was so severely rusted that it groaned and collapsed inward at the slightest push, releasing a thick cloud of dust.
Stepping into the hall, he was met with an overwhelming sense of decay and
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