Fujiwara Seiho had no idea what Oil Rat was plotting. After a brief rest, they continued forward.
However, they had been wandering in the corridor for hours, completely exhausted, so this time, the whole team wasn't very enthusiastic. Even the well-trained bodyguards inevitably slacked off.
Originally, Long Shan Zhang thought he could make a fortune by inviting Gao Yuyuan and Oil Rat. However, he was now filled with regret, wishing he hadn't made that call which attracted a nemesis. Now, he was also trapped in the labyrinth along with Fujiwara Seiho, and he wasn't sure if he would make it out alive.
Even Gao Yuyuan was utterly exhausted, yet being Fujiwara Seiho's most trusted subordinate, he didn't dare show any dissatisfaction, although Fujiwara Seiho himself hadn't complained.
At this moment, he was indeed gnashing his teeth in hatred towards Old Mr. Zhong, swearing that if he got out alive, he wouldn't let that old devil have it easy.
