Lin Baici held a small magnetic compass and calmly walked through the stone gate under everyone's gaze.
As he crossed the stone gate, the scene in front of Lin Baici changed.
The suburban buildings, withered in the winter, turned into tile alleys and lanes, with spring rain falling gently over miles.
"Interesting!"
Lin Baici exclaimed in astonishment. Before him lay a stone path, extending forward with houses on both sides typical of the ancient town of Jiangnan, where the precious spring rain sprinkled the ground relentlessly.
In the corner of the wall, moss thrived, and the croaking of frogs could be heard.
Not far ahead was Yuan Jifeng.
Lin Baici glanced back once, there was no stone gate but a dilapidated city gate instead, he walked forward while checking the small compass in his hand.
Made of magnet, its principle was probably similar to the ancient Sinan.
Gurgling!
Lin Baici's feelings of hunger intensified, causing his stomach to cramp.