C507 Since It's Raining, I will Hold the Umbrella for Others!

Creak!

The slightly worn-out wooden door let out an ear-piercing sound.

Qi Ziyou pushed the door open and entered.

What entered his sight was an empty field that was filled with withered leaves.

The surrounding walls had not been repaired for an unknown period of time, and there were traces of destruction everywhere.

Everything looked lifeless.

Looking at the scene in front of him