Liao Zhiji followed the person leading the way, traversing layers of pavilions, heading deep into the residence.
Throughout the journey, Liao Zhiji didn't dare to raise his head, as within this massive residence were traps filled with deadly symbols everywhere.
One misstep could cost him his life.
Liao Zhiji was quite the cautious person; for the sake of his own life, he naturally dared not make the slightest mistake.
Soon, he caught a whiff of floral fragrance.
This fragrance was quite distinctive, although it seemed inconspicuous at first, a careful savoring would reveal it was mixed with many rare exotic scents, making just a whiff revitalizing.
Liao Zhiji's heart trembled slightly, but he lowered his head even more.
Suddenly.
The person leading the way halted, then spoke in a respectful tone.
"Sir, the person is here!"
After a brief silence, a lazy voice was heard, "Hmm, you may leave!"
"Yes!"
