The light from the lighting equipment drove back the darkness around the doorway, and someone noticed a figure flicker deep within the dark house.
"Look over there!" the Martial Artist shouted, switching on his own lighting equipment and shining it over.
A person stood in the darkness. When the light hit him, they could only see his back.
There was someone there!
Everyone was shocked, and more lighting equipment was switched on. Several beams crossed, illuminating the entire room.
Under the light, everyone could make out the general condition of the house. In particular, they could see the person standing with his back to them more clearly. He stood motionless in the center of the room like a statue.
"Huh? Isn't that..." A Martial Artist suddenly cried out in surprise.
"What?"
"It's Qian Yuren!" Qian Wantong also recognized the figure from behind. His face darkened slightly. He recognized Qian Yuren, a Martial Artist from the Qian Family and one of the five Martial Artists who had initially entered the mountain gate to explore.
The day before yesterday, when the two Xiantian Elders, Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing, had returned to the Iron Chain Bridge, five Martial Artists had been selected to enter the mountain gate and explore. Yet even after both Xiantian Elders had returned, those five explorers had not come back.
Though everyone knew that the five men were likely doomed, without seeing their bodies, they naturally still held out a sliver of hope. Perhaps they had merely been trapped somewhere and had not died. As long as they found them in time, they could rescue them.
But now that he saw Qian Yuren, Qian Wantong was thoroughly disappointed. Sure enough, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"How did he get into this room?"
"Aren't these buildings