The corridor outside resembled the bunk beds of a train.
Because there were no windows, warm-toned lights lit one side of the ceiling, which looked very warm.
It indeed was warm here.
The central heating continuously blew warm air, making Shao Zifeng, who was wearing a full set of protective gear, feel a bit sweaty.
He had intended not to wear the protective gear, but since he didn't know where the training venue was, he had endured not taking it off, considering it was quite troublesome to wear the three-piece suit inside and out.
Following the signs in the corridor, Shao Zifeng found the stairs leading down.
Just as he reached the corner of the stairs, he faintly heard voices coming from below.
At that moment, quite a few people were standing in the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a logo-branded protective suit was speaking, and several familiar faces were opposite him.
Haiyuan and Yang Qi were also among them.
"Junior Zifeng!"
