Emerging back from the path she came, she returned to the initial mine tunnel.
Jiang Yuebai discovered that most of the nearby mine tunnels were abandoned, with broken bamboo baskets and piles of stones, as well as some skeletons, with no living people around.
Over the years, she had explored downward from the other side of the valley, but had never been to this side.
In Yeh Lianyi's tunnel, the leaf marks on the mountain wall had been chiselled away, and the spiritual stone mine had been thoroughly excavated.
"Who's there?"
Hearing a noise behind her, Jiang Yuebai turned around and saw someone peering with a torch in hand. She narrowed her eyes and smiled.
"Peng Sanyang, do you still recognize me?"
A much older Peng Sanyang, covered in filth, couldn't see Jiang Yuebai's face clearly and shone the torchlight on her face.
Once he saw her clearly, he froze for a moment before becoming tremendously shocked and quickly turned to flee.
