The third floor of the Pavilion of Prince Teng had several guest rooms prepared to entertain distinguished guests.0

Not even a gold tael was enough for a single night.0

However, as mentioned earlier, even if one had the money, it wasn't a place one could enter with just money.0

This was a famed pavilion originally built to entertain the Emperor. That was why not just anyone could enter the third floor.0

Although it had distanced itself from politics and was now under the control of the Melody Gate, becoming a force of the murim, its majesty was still intact.0

From the third floor, the view of Nanchang was breathtaking.0

From the direction of the main gate, one could see the bustling market and people moving busily. When looking out the back windows, one could see the eastern shore of the Ganjiang River, a tributary of the Yangtze River, which was also spectacular.0

"This really does deserve to be one of the three famous pavilions of Jiangnan."0

Zhou Xuchuan pretended not to be interested as he covertly looked around.0

I guess I really didn't know much about the arts.0

In his previous life, after completing his training and entering the world of the gangho, war immediately broke out. After that point, he had only spent his time fighting various wars.0

Even what he called relaxation was just drinking while sleeping at inns.0

In this life, he was too busy trying to save the murim. Instead of thinking about women, the first thing that was always on his mind was Blessed Existence, whose face he didn't even know.0

While he had definitely dreamed...1