"Su Ming'an, Li Ziqi, you two go in."
The group finally found a safe house, marked [Capacity: Two people].
Before the two could refuse, Su Ming'an immediately pulled Wu Yi and ran in the other direction.
"This is an item I found earlier; it can communicate in real-time. If you encounter a puzzle, I might know the solution. The signal is not very good, use it according to the situation." Li Ziqi tossed over a walkie-talkie from afar.
Su Ming'an caught the walkie-talkie and continued moving forward.
The corridor was like a labyrinth, each corner had the same candlelight and vases. After several turns, Su Ming'an suddenly saw a familiar figure.
White hair fluttering, a thin figure holding a long knife.
...It's Lü Shu from the Light Side.
Hearing the commotion, Lü Shu turned his head and glanced at Su Ming'an and Wu Yi.
"Contestant No. 3." Su Ming'an glanced at Lü Shu's name tag and quickly reminded, "There's poison gas behind us; we need to move forward."
