"Suit yourself."
Yan Xiao walked on without looking back.
Shen Hai had calmed down by now. He had almost never lost his composure the way he just had. No matter how the other players cursed him, insulted him, or even attacked him, he could ignore them, and even find it amusing.
Yet being "helped" when he was weak... was something Shen Hai simply could not accept.
"I used a Permanent Item. I wasn't focused enough, so he managed to catch me off guard."
Some indescribable impulse made him endure the pain and offer that explanation.
Yan Xiao did not even respond. He simply led the way in silence.
They moved slowly, because the bottom of the well was far too primitive. It was nothing more than an open underground cavern, with slippery moss and icy drops of water everywhere, both overhead and underfoot.
What intrigued them most, without a doubt, were the paper effigies placed against the walls.
These paper effigies were remarkably lifelike, and they seemed... familiar somehow.
Just then, a translucent shadow flashed past in front of them!
What was that?!
Yan Xiao turned his left hand over, and a scalpel appeared in his grip as he watched the space ahead warily.
But soon, the two realized that the things flickering back and forth ahead... seemed to be mere phantoms.
As though shrouded in thick fog, figures appeared in the murky darkness, vanished, appeared again, and vanished again...
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...
As they watched, footsteps began to sound as well.
They seemed to be right beside their ears. Yet when they listened closely, the sound became faint and insubstantial, barely audible, as though impossibly far away.
Yan Xiao cautiously took a step toward the flickering figures ahead. His hand passed silently through one without causing the