"He came out of the bronze world and pretended to be mad, risking his life to share the true history of Qingzhou little by little," Xiang Mingfeng stated.
"Follow me. That old man is at the end of the tunnel," Fan Ziyu said. "He'll share the rest with you. Your friend Xu Tong from the Blue Sea Pavilion is also there."
Fan Ziyu increased his pace. They came to a three-way split and picked the leftmost path with a dim light.
After a while, everyone saw a bright light. Exiting the underground, they were hit with fresh air. They were also met with a wide and barren landscape.
Nearby, a bunch of people had set up tents and were sitting around, their eyes void of life.
"This is... We must be outside Qingzhou City already," She Wanshan realized in surprise. He looked back. The barren outskirts of the city were already very blurry. Meaning, this secret tunnel was over ten miles long.