A long while later, the two returned to the entrance of the main hall. Li Shifan said, somewhat stunned, "It seems like there's nothing here at all?"
Zhang Deming was reminded of Qingshui Town—of the upper and lower caves, one at the bottom of a pool and the other on a cliff, a layout of light and shadow. 'The style here is the same,' he thought, 'so is the concept behind it also the same?' He spoke pensively, "Perhaps we took the wrong path."
Li Shifan froze for a moment. "Senior Brother, are you talking about... that spot halfway here, the one with the spatial distortion?"
Zhang Deming nodded. "Exactly. The visible cave is the feint; the hidden one is the source of the airflow."
Li Shifan frowned. "If that's the case, why is there still a noticeable sense of spatial distortion? To truly hide the real Cave Mansion, shouldn't the feeling of a spatial connection be completely eliminated? If it's not, isn't that just a foolish act of self-deception?"
