"Hmm? Is it really that safe?" At this moment, Zhang Yanhang was already ambushing near the staircase entrance, since he had found that there were actually no monsters at all in the corridor, making it eerily safe.
The three minutes flew by in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Yanhang, lost in thoughts about Ashen World, suddenly heard the patter of footsteps coming from downstairs, and they were quickly drawing closer.
About ten or so seconds later, Zhang Yanhang suddenly saw a green-skinned monster, less than a meter tall but cloaked in a black robe and carrying a sack on its back, dart in front of him.
Zhang Yanhang, crouching behind the wall, grabbed the sack from the goblin's back and pressed it to the ground in one smooth motion, not having time for second thoughts. He then smashed his knife mount onto the goblin's head, not once, but three times in rapid succession.
