C311 Good Luck? Bad Luck??

Han Feng's vision flickered momentarily before he found himself standing atop a high platform, encircled by a pitch-black barrier.

He twitched his ears and exhaled a resigned sigh. "As I thought, I've arrived. I can't perceive anything from the outside. Well, it's just four days I have to endure here."

Settling into a cross-legged position