"Bring the prisoners in. There will be people waiting for you inside." The fish-headed guard led them to a cave that led downwards.
Xia qingchen noticed that the cave had split into two, and two paths appeared.
The road on the left was heavily guarded by a murloc who looked old and had a face full of wrinkles.
When they passed by, the Merman raised his fish eyes and swept them over.
His dead water-like eyes flickered for a moment, then quickly disappeared.
When he was seen by her, Xia qingchen's heart silently thumped. At the same time, he felt a chill in his heart, as though he had been seen through.
Fortunately, the old murloc did not make any unnecessary movements, so he was slightly relieved.
However, he was a little more cautious.
Very quickly, they followed another path and went deeper underground.
Not long after.
In the dark and damp underground, there was an iron gate that was as tall as ten people.
