"What was going on with Chris? An hour had already passed. Given his personality, he should have completed the task on time. And according to the schedule, disregarding the time discrepancy between the eighteenth floor of the Underworld and reality, the elevator ride alone should have taken exactly an hour round trip. Could something really have happened down there?"
Lan Miu had been handling routine Underworld documents. When an hour passed without Chris returning, he immediately rose and headed for the special elevator chamber at the very bottom of the building.
Unexpectedly, the elevator chamber happened to rise and arrive at that moment.
The cabin, protected by three layers of safeguards inside and out, opened from within, and Chris stepped out unharmed.
"Lord Lan Miu, it was my first time entering the eighteenth floor of the Underworld, so I wasn't quite accustomed to the environment inside. There were some minor issues with my time arrangements. As for Yu Ming, I have fully verified his situation. He unexpectedly gathered together seventeen scattered soul fragments, but his true form remains sealed by the God Binding Lock and cannot move in the slightest."
"Very good. The Jailer Ministers in Huaxia Country have also sent me intelligence. The Yu Ming who appeared within Huaxia Country was not his true form either, but a highly realistic clone."
"Mm. Since the matter has been verified, I'll head back first."
"Wait..." Just as Chris was about to leave, Lan Miu called out to him.
"Did you encounter anything strange on the eighteenth floor of the Underworld?"
"Nothing particularly unusual. I simply felt that everything designed by that senior was quite interesting. The endlessly layered spatial methods gave me some insight into footwork." Chris answered.
"Mm."
After Chris left, Lan Miu intended to return to his office, but