"Every two steps I took, I came across a fork. Another fork appeared just two steps later. It surely meant that this path was a dead end or extremely dangerous ahead."
"I could only change directions, then I realized I was just going in circles in the same spot, trapped by a bunch of forks!"
Boluo was indignant. Chen Gu, without any self-reflection, asked righteously, "So, you just squatted down and didn't move? Did you never consider that it might just be a marker, or something someone drew casually and not necessarily true, and that there might not be any danger ahead?"
Chen Gu thought with disdain, No wonder he's the dimmest bulb in the Hu Ling Organization.
Boluo spoke confidently, "In such a dangerous environment, would you take the risk? Besides, I ended up meeting you all—proving that my decision to wait where I was, was the right one."
"Human-shaped whatever-needle, hurry up and lead me out."
"Oh right, Dora, how did you know he was a 'needle'?"
