"It's started."
On the fifth floor of the Platinum Tower, Yan Yi squatted on a pillar in the stony disaster zone, listening carefully to the noise below, and said, "They stayed on the first floor for a long time before moving to the second, but I remember there shouldn't be any traps on the first floor, so it seems there's trouble among them."
"Can the second floor stop them?" A melodious female voice sounded from the ceiling.
"It can't stop them, but it will delay them for quite a while," Yan Yi shook her head, saying, "According to Le Yin's design, these bandits struggle into the Platinum Tower only to get a brief respite on the first floor, so they must be utterly focused as they ascend to the second floor."
