"An inheritor?"
"Abyss Studio?"
Han Su's words left everyone present stunned for a moment.
"Inheritor" was far too broad a term. It was common among mysterious organizations, which made it difficult to narrow down.
As for Abyss Studio, it seemed to be a name neither Wei Lan nor Rong Qiyue had heard before...
Pot Lid Head, however, had a thoughtful look when he heard the name Abyss Studio, though he didn't say anything.
"Yes."
Han Su spoke slowly. "In theory, this Codename White Corpse went through the events that we experienced after leaving the Ancient Castle."
"He... wasn't a very lucky person!"
Han Su did his best to recount what he had seen in White Corpse's memories in a precise, clear manner. Then he said quietly, "It seems we were all sacrifices deliberately sent into the Ancient Castle, with our fates never in our own hands!"
"I... really can't predict what kind of opponents we'll have to face."
Han Su's voice sounded somewhat subdued, and the atmosphere grew heavy.
He had described White Corpse's experiences in very few words, but they could still feel the pain and despair behind them.
"The most important thing is, White Corpse made me think of something..."
Han Su's gaze slowly swept over the three people present. "In theory, I brought you out of the Ancient Castle. On the surface, you've escaped its control and gained lives of your own."
"But what if I hadn't brought you out?"
They looked at one another, not immediately understanding what he meant.
If they hadn't been brought out, what else could have happened? Wouldn't they have ended up like White Corpse?
"White Corpse was sent in by his father."
Han Su spoke slowly, getting to the point. "Could there have been others sent in by their