Though the light inside the cave was dim, martial artists possessed extraordinary eyesight and could still make out their surroundings clearly.
Elder Hua estimated in secret that he had descended at least three or four hundred meters.
The hidden passage continued downward. Then, all at once, the view opened up. The passage finally stopped descending and became an exceedingly broad tunnel.
Its width and height rivaled that of a main hall, enough even for a carriage to pass through.
Stormy waves rose in Elder Hua's heart. He was certain beyond doubt that such a vast underground tunnel could never have been excavated and constructed by Liu Shou alone.
As his thoughts churned, he caught sight of that middle-aged figure ahead.
Liu Shou wore a purple robe and a jade crown, every strand of hair meticulously arranged. He looked nothing like the timid, mediocre man others believed him to be.
At that moment, he stood at a T-shaped fork in the road. He suddenly turned around, looked behind him, and said lightly:
"Stop hiding. I've already seen you."
"You've followed me all the way here. Are you still planning to keep following?"
The words struck Elder Hua's ears, and his heart jolted violently. Cold sweat instantly soaked through his robes, while his heart pounded madly.
Damn it!
He had been cautious every step of the way. He had even deliberately avoided staring directly at Liu Shou, worried that a martial artist's instincts might sense it. How had he still been discovered?
The air fell into deathly silence.
Liu Shou's expression was solemn as he waited quietly for a moment. Then he gently shook his head, a trace of awkwardness crossing his face.
"Looks like there really is no one."
This was the probing trick taught to him by the person he