At some point, a long thread had appeared in Li Pu's hand!
The thread stretched deep into the cave, connected to something unknown.
"Is the other end of that thread attached to the Pavilion Chief?"
Ye Qianfan asked.
Li Pu nodded repeatedly. "It's a habit. After all, among the incomplete corpses I used to receive, some refused to rest even after death. They always wanted to go back and find something!"
"I don't have time to spend all day chasing corpses, so I leave a thread on every corpse that passes through my hands!"
"That way..."
"Even if they escape, I can follow the thread and catch them!"
"Otherwise, if I lose someone's corpse, either the family comes to make a scene or the authorities hold me responsible. It's too much trouble!"
"Let's get moving!"
Ye Qianfan cut Li Pu off. "Shen Lang's mental energy won't hold out much longer. We have to find that damned old man before the flute stops!"
"I'm guessing that damned old man has already left the cave. If we follow him, we'll definitely find our way out!"
"Understood!"
Reeling in the thread, Li Pu led Ye Qianfan and Shen Lang toward the left.
Some places clearly looked like cave walls, but when Li Pu followed the thread over, they discovered that stalactites were merely blocking the way, and narrow paths actually led around them.
After countless twists and turns, Ye Qianfan and the others finally saw a glimmer of light in the distance!
The thread in Li Pu's hand pointed straight toward it, too!
It seemed...
If their expectations were right, that should be the exit.
"I... I can't keep going."
The flute suddenly fell silent. Shen Lang gasped for breath, clearly unable to play any longer.
Ye Qianfan hurriedly supported Shen Lang. "It's