Gu Huangquan fell silent for a moment. "What a pity. Such a terrifying figure is about to die soon."
Painter smiled faintly. "You're wrong. The truly terrifying figure isn't Tyrant."
"Then who is?"
"Me."
Gu Huangquan: "..."
"Even someone as strong as Tyrant will die by my hand. Doesn't that prove the point... Aah!"
Painter suddenly let out a miserable scream, his body curling up like a shrimp as he clutched his stomach tightly.
"Gu Huangquan! I *****! Why did you hit me again?"
Gu Huangquan withdrew his fist expressionlessly. "I don't know why either. I just couldn't help myself when I saw that expression on your face."
"There are dead rats here. They were cut apart by a sword, which means An Xiaotong came through here. As long as I follow the traces of battle, I should be able to get out soon!"
Bai Ye followed the bloodstains all the way through the dark passage.
After walking for around five minutes, he finally left the passage and arrived in a hall that resembled a cafeteria.
The hall was covered in dust and cobwebs, along with some blackened, rotting food scraps.
There were four doors in the cafeteria, which left Bai Ye troubled. Which door had An Xiaotong entered through?
He could only inspect the marks on each door one by one. Soon, he discovered that one door had far less dust than the others, and there were scrape marks on the floor from where it had been opened.
He was instantly delighted. It had to be this door! An Xiaotong had opened it before, causing the dust on it to fall away and leaving marks on the ground.
Bang!
Bai Ye kicked the door open and was just about to enter when his pupils suddenly shrank.
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