Since he was a mercenary, Chen Mo naturally had to obey orders. Besides, although this Underground Space was strange, it had not truly made him worry about his own life.
Looking in the direction they had been told to enter, Chen Mo secretly curled his lip. Going in that direction meant walking straight into a death trap and getting themselves killed. But he could not say it aloud. He could only go in first and take things one step at a time. In the end, if there was truly no other way and everyone was dead, he could just retreat.
As for what if the people around him had not all died? It did not matter, as long as they did not involve him. The moment they implicated him or discovered something, Chen Mo would make a move himself and ensure they all died.
As for the chatterbox beside him, Jackson, Chen Mo had originally felt a bit of camaraderie toward him. At the very least, Jackson had kept him company and talked with him all the way here. But when faced with a choice, Chen Mo could only say sorry.
Not understanding Eastern culture was truly frightening. Not understanding was one thing, but insisting on courting death was really speechless! Still, Chen Mo knew all this but could not say it, which left him rather helpless.
The twelve mercenaries and two Ability Users formed a temporary group and prepared themselves before the three Stone Doors. Two mercenaries took up guard positions on either side of each door, while the others slowly pushed open the heavy stone panels.
They were on guard mainly because they feared that once the stone door opened, some monster might burst out and attack them. That would be tragic.
Of course, the stone doors were