Locke continued to walk along the path towards the depths of the fog.
There were horrible monsters on the road from time to time, trying to attack Locke, but they all disappeared in the fog.
After a long walk, he finally reached the end of the path.
In front of him, the fog completely disappeared, and the monsters' shadows could no longer be seen.
A green castle came into Locke's view.
The gate of the castle was open, and countless paths led from different directions to the gate.
"Is this the small world that Lenz Club uses to trade?"
Murmured Locke as he slowly walked into the castle.
The next second, the scene in front of him changed.
Locke found himself sitting next to a round table.
The round table was very large and shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see each other's faces.
There were many chairs around Locke, and on some of them sat vague figures whose faces could not be seen clearly.
Locke looked around and saw three figures who were not covered by mist.