Wild Wolf thought about it seriously for a while before he shook his head. "I don't think so. Is this tattoo important?"
"No, I was just asking." Meng Chao waved his hand in dismissal. "Forget it. I'm leaving!"
He turned around and went into the manhole.
Once he climbed down a ladder that was more than ten meters long, he stepped in a puddle of water that reached his knees.
The water was sticky and smelly. It was like rotten ink.
The further he went, the narrower the tunnel became. There were many places where he had to bend his back, and his nose had to practically touch the surface of the water before he could force his way through.
Fortunately, A'Ji and Su Mulian were already used to living in a heavily polluted environment, so they were now basically immune to poison.
And as a Heaven Realm superhuman, Meng Chao was not easily affected by miasma, either.
