"It seems you recognize it, speak, what is this? Your master's emblem?" Jiang Yichun sneered victoriously, his guess was indeed correct—the emblem was the clue.
The man's eyes flashed before he clamped his mouth shut again. His jaw had been dislocated by a lightning strike earlier and had been reattached after he feigned death. Jiang Yichun raised his hand and dislocated the man's jaw once more.
"Ah..." Screams rang out again, but Jiang Yichun paid him no further mind, carefully putting away the wooden box and walking towards the cave.
He had thought that since he was able to wake up, the others would soon come to as well, but there had been no one looking for him despite the commotion he caused, which meant they were all still unconscious.