"": 200, "": "", "": "A scene replayed before his eyes.
His gaze passed through gaps between the trees and bushes at the foot of the mountain, across the river twenty or thirty meters wide, and over the grass.
The villagers' courtyards rose and fell with the terrain. One protruded toward the river, with no houses on either side; the other houses were set farther back into the village.
A dark silhouette stood at the front of that courtyard, gazing toward the foot of the mountain.
The sunlight was too bright and the distance too great to make out the person's features.
The person facing him across the river had actually been You Jiang!
Luo Bin was not merely sweating. His scalp prickled, and his heart pounded wildly.
He pressed a hand to his chest, desperately trying to calm himself.
It was fine. It should be fine. They had been too far apart. Neither he nor Zhang Li could make out You Jiang, so You Jiang would have had even less chance of making them out.
Luo Bin had explained that to Zhang Li at the time, too. At that distance, with them still inside the mountain forest, the most anyone could see was a blurry shadow.
At last, his nerves settled a little.
Luo Bin began examining this final room carefully.
Now he was doing more than taking in its contents. He scrutinized everything, searching for an entrance to the Underground Room.
But after searching for a long time, Luo Bin stubbornly inspected it a second time and still found nothing suspicious.
Beneath the grass outside the window, a cold iron plate separated the Underground Room from the lawn above.
The Underground Room was too deep, and the layer of soil too thick, making the