"..."
Lu Zixun felt completely overwhelmed. An Xiao was actually fifty-five years old?
Who would believe such a thing if it were said aloud?
Feeling deceived, Lu Zixun fell silent, this was an approach he had never heard of before.
Seeing Lu Zixun not speaking, An Xiao shrugged and said nothing.
She had been misunderstood like this not just once or twice before, and she had grown accustomed to it.
With the Compass and the lead of a push, they effortlessly found the passage leading into the Ancient City.
"How can it be so dark?"
Looking down at the bottomless passage, Lu Zixun asked.
"I've heard about the Ancient City in the black market; it was originally an underground city, established with the purpose of sealing something."
Touching his chin, Zhen Zhuo Xiu continued, "Now that the Ancient City has fallen into decline, the necessary passages naturally became this dark."
