Upon entering, there was a square wooden table with a yellowing white candle providing the only light, dimly illuminating the whole room.
"Please, have a seat," Da Qing moved a few wooden stools over, inviting them to sit down.
Su Mo took a seat at the square table, facing an old poster of a chubby baby covered in a sheen of grease. She surveyed the humble room and caught Lu Chen's eye, who slightly shook his head in response.
There was something odd, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Jianxiong walked around the room before finding a stool and promptly straddled it to sit down.
"Crack".
The ancient wooden stool couldn't support his exceptionally strong physique and split down the middle, sending Jianxiong crashing to the floor.
"Pfft," Su Mo couldn't help but laugh, "You might need to lose some weight, you've really turned into a bear."
