"Creak..."
The heavy black metal door closed behind Jiang Qian and Xiao Yang.
The darkness ahead receded, revealing a deep corridor paved with blue bricks and lined with framed paintings.
As their gazes traveled forward, the spotlights above the frames lit up one by one. Classical music began to play, creating an elegant and pleasant atmosphere for viewing.
"Let's go. Watch for clues and mechanisms," Jiang Qian warned.
As he spoke, he cautiously stepped forward. The paintings on either side showed no signs of movement, as though they were merely artworks for visitors to appreciate.
"Mhm."
Xiao Yang obediently followed beside Jiang Qian, occasionally glancing at him. Her eyes still held the surprise and confusion from before they had entered this door.
Like Tony Fugui, the elegant lady, and the muscular guy, she had been stunned by Jiang Qian's "directions."
The rules clearly said two people per group. Why had the route he pointed out allowed three people through?
No, the instance wouldn't bluff about its rules. Could the problem be with the people themselves? There must be something strange about those three. There's information in there that I missed... Xiao Yang pondered intently.
"If there's something you want to ask, ask it. Don't hold up our progress."
Jiang Qian did not turn around. His eyes remained on the paintings they passed, yet he could sense Xiao Yang staring blankly at his back.
Xiao Yang immediately collected herself. After hesitating for a while, she finally asked what had been troubling her. "How did you know the chef and the gym guy had problems?"
"I guessed."
"How is that possible...?"
Disbelief appeared on Xiao Yang's face.
"It was a guess before, but now I can be sure," Jiang Qian said without changing expression.
Xiao Yang's lips parted slightly. She could not