"Go on in." Granny Bizhu sighed for some inexplicable reason, then said.
Jiang Wang was very wary. If Granny Bizhu turned against him and shut the stone gate once he went inside, would he still have a chance to fight his way back out? But there was no reason for Granny Bizhu to harm him now.
He had come to the Sea Fishing Tower openly. The Qi State was his shield.
So he was the first to walk down the passage.
Only after entering did he realize that the passage wasn't cramped at all. It was far wider than it had seemed from outside.
From outside, the entrance had limited what he could see. There was probably some formation at work, too, obscuring the view. In reality, the passage was at least wide enough for four carriages to travel abreast, and at least three zhang tall.
Grape-sized gemstones were set into the walls on both sides in a mysterious arrangement, forming what seemed to be some kind of pattern. But they were spread too far apart to make out clearly in his mind.
The thing he feared didn't happen. Granny Bizhu followed him into the passage, leaning on her Dragon-Headed Cane.
The stone gate behind them did indeed begin to rise again, but with an elder of the Sea Fishing Tower beside him, there was little to worry about.
Before walking deeper in, Jiang Wang glanced back. Only a narrow slit of daylight from beyond the prison remained at the entrance. Soon, the stone gate had descended completely, sealing it off.
An inexplicable sense of oppression settled over him, as if some kind of hope had been snuffed out as well.
"Is this stone gate only sturdy and heavy? That doesn't seem enough to stop anyone particularly powerful." Jiang Wang