Silver Moon suspiciously stared at Shen Wang, "Are you trying to run again?"
"No, don't overthink it."
Shen Wang shook his head, "I am firmly standing with you all."
"Pfft, I'm a bit skeptical."
Silver Moon really couldn't understand what Shen Wang was thinking, his thoughts were somewhat different from ordinary people.
She said, "You don't need to think about it, we haven't found a way out yet, otherwise we would have contacted the outside world long ago."
Shen Wang showed regret, if this place was only entry but no exit, it would be too dangerous.
"It's quite bustling here, though."
A cheerful voice sounded.
Anyone daring to speak so loudly in front of so many people must at least be the master of a sect or a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Shen Wang looked over, and among a group of people, there came a middle-aged man carrying a sword box. As soon as this person appeared, Shen Wang felt as if he was looking at a sword.
