The building was indeed full of guests.
At this time, the guests had all arrived, except for the occasional new exotic arrivals; most people still congregated together.
Pei Ye had never seen what they called "worshipping Buddha". At this moment, he was following Cui Zhaoye, climbing up the building, which was indeed larger than he had imagined. After reaching the seventh floor and turning down a long corridor, the view suddenly opened up.
In the middle of the building, an unknown number of floors had been hollowed out, creating a vast atrium. Now, however, there were no festive lanterns or dancers. Instead, gentle and faint chanting began to drift through the air. Buddha statues lined the high walls around them. Pei Ye raised his head, scanning briefly. He did not see the so-called "host".
But it was his first time seeing the other guests.