He carefully observed the surroundings; this small front hall had limited space, and everything inside was clear at a glance, hardly worth such a prolonged inspection.
However, Lin Beichen stood motionless; urging him wasn't easy due to his unpleasant expression, making others even more reluctant to rush him, so they held their breath and waited for him to speak.
"What's the matter? Is there a problem with it?"
The person in charge cautiously stepped forward to ask. The pride from earlier had dissipated; suddenly, he sensed something amiss.
Lin Beichen shook his head, whispered, "It's nothing, let's go inside."
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, thinking Lin Beichen was merely awestruck by the sight.
Yet, none of them noticed that Lin Beichen's furrowed brow hadn't relaxed at all. As they walked further, his complexion grew increasingly grim.
