Du Fei's head rolled, he swallowed hard, and his stomach grumbled with a strong.,In the center of the space, a fist-sized white ball was floating. It's purpose remained unknown for now, only swaying slightly when the teapot entered, and then it went still again.,Looking back one last time, the mottled red door, the dilapidated lintel, and the bustling voices in the courtyard.。