Su Man curiously gazed up at the arrow.
The arrow, nearly a hundred meters in length, mysteriously hung in the air above the bamboo forest without the aid of any external force.
This was a maze.
A maze meant it was easy to lose one's way.
Yet an arrow appeared to show her the way, making Su Man wary.
She wondered, how would Yan Qingwen analyse this situation if he were here?
What would Bai Youwei do if she were here?
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Well, she couldn't figure it out.
Su Man gave up.
With a resigned acceptance, she picked up her backpack and began walking in the direction indicated by the arrow.
Not far along, she saw some mini arrows scattered around the bamboo forest, all pointing in the same direction.
The arrows made no sound, but when they all appeared before her, it was as if they carried their own sound effects, nagging at her mind: this way, this way, this way…
Su Man knitted her eyebrows in suspicion, but she continued to move forward.
