章 1709: Face-slapping, Round 7 (1)

"Let's go." After setting up the trap, Feng Wu ran toward the tunnel, dragging the prince along with her.

The temperature inside the tunnel was very high, but luckily, Feng Wu was fast enough. She moved like the wind, and the bottom of her feet barely touched the ground… The heat didn't affect her at all.

"Captain! The prince is hiding in the cave!"

One of the men in black reported to the captain.

The secret guards had a strict hierarchy. The captain, for instance, was of the same level as Seven, which made him the leader of the team.

His name was Six.

Captain Six smirked. "Does he think he can run away from us just by hiding there? How naive!"

The other man said, "Captain?"

Captain Six said, "The ground is granite, which is very hard. It can't be hacked open or melted down, not without an abnormal flame. Heh."