"So, after all these years here, you still haven't found an exit?"
Qian Fan stared intently at the Tiger King.
The Tiger King shook his head.
"If I'd found one, I wouldn't have spent a hundred years here."
"A hundred years!"
Tang San and Chen Sixue cried out in unison.
Ouyang Tianxin sighed. Only someone who had endured the same ordeal could understand how long a hundred years truly was. To those who had risen above the rank of Supreme God, a century passed in the blink of an eye. But for them now, a hundred years was an agonizing stretch of time. If not for Qian Fan, he probably would have spent the rest of his life back there.
"We can't just sit here and wait to die," Tang San analyzed calmly. "Since the exit isn't here, we'll have to find another way. Perhaps we can look for other clues or passages."
Chen Sixue nodded in agreement. Ouyang Tianxin said thoughtfully, "Maybe we should return to where we started and examine our surroundings again. Sometimes the answer is right under our noses."
The Tiger King shook his head.
"The few of you have no chance of finding the exit. Even I, the Tiger King, haven't found so much as a spider's thread or a horse's track."
"No matter what, we can't give up hope," Tang San said, his gaze resolute. "As long as we work together, I'm sure we can find a way out." He looked at the others, determination flashing in his eyes.
Chen Sixue took a deep breath and said, "That's right. We can't spend our entire lives trapped here. No matter how many hardships lie ahead, we have to face them bravely."
Ouyang Tianxin nodded slightly, silently making up his mind. The Tiger King watched them