Rumbling sounds came from all directions. The counter rose and fell, and the wall spun and turned.
The entire wall of squares had been turned to the back, and the wall was filled with antique calligraphy, paintings, poems, and songs that scholars loved the most.
The statues of the gods turned into small pendants with lantern riddles hanging on them. The small statues of the pagodas and Buddhas on the counters turned into ink, paper, and inkstones. The jukeboxes that sang scriptures automatically switched to ancient music.
The hall changed its appearance in a matter of seconds!
Then, just as the sounds stopped, the sound of carriages stopping outside the door came.
Before the disciple could react, he saw that his grandmaster had already returned to his seat safely. His expression returned to normal. "Go out and welcome the guests."
The disciple straightened his body. "Yes..."
