Chu Jingtang and the other two certainly could not make sense of him prying up the floor tiles.
"What are you doing?" Lao Changhai asked.
Wu Jinliang did not answer, nor did he bother explaining. This was hardly the time for a detailed explanation, and a sentence or two would not cover it.
He was an exceedingly shrewd man. Perhaps shrewd was not quite the right word, but he certainly had a keen nose for danger. Before he had even figured out what was happening, he immediately sensed danger closing in. He had not been this nervous even when Granny Qi detained him.
He also realized that his chance to escape would be fleeting.
So he moved fast.
He swiftly opened a gap as wide as the mouth of a vat, then pressed his palm against the exposed earth. As his magical power stirred, a hole immediately melted open underground.
Chu Jingtang and the other two froze and exchanged looks, wondering when Wu Heihei had learned this spell.
They only sensed that something was wrong and had not truly realized danger was approaching. One could also say they lacked a complete grasp of the situation and knew less than Wu Jinliang.
After all, in their eyes, falling into Granny Qi's hands should have been no different from falling into the Divine Mountain's.
Withdrawing his hand, Wu Jinliang hurriedly tilted his head toward the opening. "Get down there. Any later, and we won't be able to escape."
Knowing he would not harm them, the three immediately jumped into the hole one after another.
Wu Jinliang went down last, then reached up from the pit and cast a spell, piecing the floor tiles together and settling them back over the opening. He gathered earth beneath them for support, filling in behind them