Duan Yun had not been in the game for that many years, but he had already seen more than enough strange things.
Yet this absurd world always had new curiosities to offer.
People feared the unknown, yet they were also curious about it.
Now, Duan Yun was interested in the owner of the voice in that little hole, as well as the "ancestor" deep behind the ancestral hall.
After all, the rouge on their faces had to remain unbroken ever since they entered, all because of that "ancestor."
Could the owner of that voice be that ancestor?
Duan Yun and Zi Yu decided to investigate.
But at that moment, Zi Yu hesitated slightly, and Duan Yun could not help asking, "What is it?"
"It's almost dark," Zi Yu answered.
Duan Yun glanced at the pitch-black underground scenery outside and said, "Are you sure? What does nightfall have to do with..."
Zi Yu nodded. "Because Qing Yu is about to wake up."
Duan Yun immediately understood. So she meant Qing Yu was about to wake.
He hurriedly reassured her, "Older sister or younger sister, it's all the same. Just come along."
"Understood," Zi Yu replied.
For some reason, there seemed to be a faint note of disappointment in her voice.
Duan Yun did not know that, to Zi Yu, saying older sister and younger sister were all the same was rather hurtful.
It meant she was no different from that woman who could only move about for one or two hours every night.
Just what did that woman do at night?
At that moment, Duan Yun changed his mind. "No."
Zi Yu quickly asked, "What do you mean, no?"
"If it's Qing Yu, doesn't she not know the way?" Duan Yun said.
Duan Yun had a bit of a talent for