The matter in the corridor had only been a minor interlude.
After killing Yin Jie, Jiang Qiao did not continue making things difficult for the two sisters. After asking them a few questions, he let them go.
"Dong Qiwei... Tang Wencai..."
"Interesting."
"They claimed they had only been on the fifth floor for a few months, yet they had already seen Dong Qiwei and Tang Wencai meet several times."
"Their paths were different, but they still managed to conspire together."
"But none of that has anything to do with me."
"The information Tang Wencai provided was reliable. It was similar to what the sisters had learned, but even more detailed."
"That's enough."
Jiang Qiao continued deeper into the corridor.
He was gradually approaching the depths of the corridor, so the surroundings had begun to look different from before.
The passage had grown much narrower.
The lighting had also dimmed considerably.
Even the walls, carpets, and room doors on either side had become somewhat old and worn.
It seemed that the area before this had consisted of newly renovated rooms, while the area ahead was the old section of the inn left behind from many years ago.
After walking for a while, the carpet on the floor disappeared.
The exposed floor was not the marble he had encountered before, but wooden planks riddled with wormholes.
Fortunately, they were still fairly sturdy.
They did not give him that weightless, hollow sensation when he stepped on them.
He moved quickly.
Although he did not know the way, according to Tang Wencai, reaching the depths of the corridor was not difficult. He only had to follow the passage to the end. That was how they had explored it as well: they never entered side alleys or took branching paths midway.
That made it easier