Xu Zhantang was right, once Xie Tian entered Luoyu Building, he was nothing but a country bumpkin.
Although Xie Tian had been here once before, his mind was in turmoil, filled with rage, and he hadn't really taken in what Luoyu Building looked like. This time, with a clear head and no longer consumed by cultivation and killing, the magnificent luxury of Luoyu Building left him wide-eyed in awe.
Much better looking than ants.
Dazzled, Xie Tian subconsciously followed Xu Zhantang upstairs, but as he reached the third floor, suddenly a hand stopped him. Xie Tian's eyes narrowed as the person who stopped him was a woman.
"Young man, you need not go up any further, the third floor can already send you to heaven or make you die of pleasure."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Zhantang, who was on the fourth floor, stopped in his steps and turned around, looking downstairs with a smile.