Just now, what the shopkeeper mentioned about "Superior Room No.1" and all the bustling and splendor that had been created—it was all an illusion!
Changqi was a god, he could see through illusions and also behold what ordinary people could not.
If a common person were to come in, they would see only the illusion realm meticulously crafted by these people.
"My lord, what will happen if a person is always in the illusion realm?" Su Zhiruan pulled her hand free. At this moment, the scene before her eyes turned back into a luxurious inn. She stood up and touched around, discovering that the items on the table could actually be picked up—like the white-glazed teapot. She could even lift it from the table and pour tea into the cups, "But this all seems so real."
