Shen Qinghe was skeptical, "Oh really?"
In the past, Yan Changsheng had helped Nan Sheng steal her secret manual. He was clearly Nan Sheng's accomplice, and at this moment, she did not believe his words.
Yan Changsheng also couldn't forget his past actions, so it was no wonder that Qinghe no longer trusted him.
"I was wrong to you before," Yan Changsheng finally said hoarsely after a while.
Shen Qinghe couldn't be bothered to reply, sensing that this abyss was fraught with danger.
She pricked up her ears to listen, and soon heard unusual noises, like the sound of many footsteps getting closer.
However, Yan Changsheng's hearing was not what it used to be. By the time he sensed something was amiss, they were quickly surrounded by over a hundred four-horned mythical beasts.
Shen Qinghe faced this massive array with a wry smile.