The door of the museum was pushed open, and a figure cloaked in a black robe entered with a strange gait.
"Hello, the museum is currently closed. Please come back tomorrow if you wish to visit," Qiao Kun said, glancing at the visitor and sensing something extraordinary about him, yet he expressed his unwelcome feeling straightforwardly.
The rules of the museum were simple. During the day, anyone could visit and if they were fated, they could take an artifact with them.
In the future, when the fated person no longer needed that artifact, it would return to the museum on its own.
At night, the museum welcomed certain people, some of whom came to entrust the museum with something of sufficient value, while others came to exchange for specific items in the museum.
This museum had accumulated many powerful artifacts by adhering to these rules for hundreds of years.