C172 Entering the Mountain

Upon entering the room and flicking on the light, Feng Manlou surveyed the cramped space partitioned by plywood and couldn't help but frown. "This room is really run-down. Should we find a better hotel?"

The room, less than ten square meters, reeked of mold. The worn and dingy Simmons bed, the peeling nightstand, the TV cabinet, the wardrobe