Lu Mingshu's choice of path seemed random, walking just any road she stumbled upon.
The Imperial Mausoleum's routes were complex; it wasn't long before Yue Lingyin felt dizzy.
"Junior Lu, do you still recognize the way?"
"I do," Lu Mingshu answered confidently.
Indeed, she had picked the route at random, but not the direction; there was no need to explain the intricacies to them.
Her gaze swept across the scene, rapidly constructing a mental model.
With her increased cultivation, her mental capacity had grown stronger, further boosted by Drug Lord's medications. Now, a single glance allowed her to approximate the layout.
As she mentally constructed the layout of the Imperial Mausoleum, she continually added details.
All encounters with Ghost Soldiers were also noted.
"Miss Lu," seeing that they had navigated through half of the Imperial Mausoleum, Wei Chunqiu couldn't help but ask, "What exactly are you doing?"
