Zhang Xin, the leader of the Seven Sworn Brothers, was a young man.
He realized that if this continued, it would not be long before he was caught.
A plan suddenly came to him.
He could deliberately answer a riddle incorrectly and get sent into a maze. As long as he prepared enough food, he could wait until his opponents had dealt with the monsters, then come out and look for a chance to escape.
The time of high-level Otherworldly Users was precious. He did not believe they could keep watch for too long.
A month? That would be the absolute limit.
At most, they would send some ordinary Otherworldly Users to stand guard here. Slipping past their watch would be much easier.
Thinking of this, he felt quite clever.
He should have figured it out immediately.
Wasn't the maze itself a form of protection?
With that thought, he deliberately came up with several utterly nonsensical riddles, enraging Riddle Little Ball and getting himself thrown into the maze.
After entering the maze again, Zhang Xin discovered that it was an underground city.
The maze he had entered last time had been a simple building and had taken him only ten minutes.
This time, he felt he might need to spend a little longer...
Yet less than ten minutes later, he was running through uneven caverns in tattered clothes.
Behind him, a four-meter-tall Minotaur was chasing him wildly with an axe raised high.
He was not a fighter, nor did he want to fight this monster. After killing one, a whole group would show up.
"How could this happen? Why are there monsters in the maze?"
"It would be stranger if there weren't monsters in a maze, wouldn't it?" Riddle Little Ball's voice sounded beside his ear.
He had been careless...