Bad Intention

"Which one are you referring to?"

"The one with the green cover."

Fang Heng took out two books with green covers from his backpack and threw them to Sandy.

Sandy opened one of the books and quickly flipped to one of the pages.

He looked down at the book and compared it with the layout of the hall in front of him. Then, he looked enlightened. "So that's how it is!"

"Why? What have you discovered?"

"Fang Heng, this is a miracle."

Fang Heng's pupils constricted.

"Miracle?"

"Yes. To be more precise, it's a replica of a miracle. It was built according to the description of the Temple of Zeus in the holy realm in the ancient books. I was thinking about it just now. Why do I feel that it looks a little familiar?"

Sandy stroked his chin and looked around the entire hall once again.