A Broken Stone Door, Was It Really Necessary?

"Since you insist, Senior, then we'll go and brave this tower." Chen Ze's lips curled slightly upward.

"However, I hope you'll keep your promise. If we pass the trial, don't forget the treasure you mentioned."

Chen Ze deliberately stressed the word "treasure," his blazing gaze fixed tightly on the old man, as though he wanted to read some clue from his expression.

The old man nodded slightly, an imperceptible glint passing through his eyes. "Naturally. As long as you reach the top floor of the tower, the treasure will naturally be yours."

"Then please lead the way, Senior! We can't find our bearings in this fog." Chen Ze spread his hands, wearing an utterly harmless expression.

The old man paid no heed to Chen Ze's sarcastic barbs. He turned around. "Follow me!"

"Master, are we really going to that so-called tower to complete its trial? Why do I feel like this old fellow is up to no good?" A Doppelganger transmitted his voice to Chen Ze, faint worry underlying his tone.

"Master, just give the order, and we'll capture this old fellow alive." Another Doppelganger transmitted his voice indignantly, his tone brimming with fury.

He had long found the old man displeasing to the eye. If Chen Ze had not remained still, he would have been the first to charge forward.

"Go? Of course we're going. Why wouldn't we?" Chen Ze's gaze was profound, that faint, elusive smile still hanging on his lips. "If we don't go see what tricks he's playing, how will we know what his purpose is?"

"If he truly harbors ill intentions, it won't be too late to act then. All of you, keep your composure and adapt to the situation."

Though the Doppelgangers were unwilling, they could only obey their master's command.

The old man