Duskapos;s boundary

He was now leaning half against a hall-like room. In the center stood a table covered in dust, an eight immortals table, with several low square stools. Against the wall were blackened stones piled up to make a stove.,It took him dozens of seconds, gritting his teeth against the pain shooting through his shoulder blades, before he could slowly pull himself to his feet.,Sesame was startled. He turned his head and saw a short, thin middle-aged man standing there.。