"There are no Cannibal Sands here!"
Suddenly, the followers behind him brightened up upon seeing this scene.
Gao Weijie also breathed a sigh of relief. He cautiously took a step forward and cautiously stomped his foot. Realizing it was solid ground, he dared to stride forward, followed by the other followers, whose faces instantly relaxed.
"But where is this place? Yes, it's airtight all around, just like being trapped in a secret chamber."
"These stone benches are also arranged peculiarly; look, there's even tea on them."
One of them reached out to touch, and the teacup was exceptionally cold. As soon as he touched it, the chill made him pull back instantly.
"This teacup is really cold. What's inside, anyway? Could it be dew dripping from the walls?"
As he spoke, the follower picked up the teacup again, this time with a cloth in his hand.
Just as he picked up the teacup, they suddenly heard the sound of mechanisms turning. Then, several sharp swords shot towards them.
