Time was agonizingly slow.
Even in his time spent on Prison Island, Chu Mu had not undergone such torturous torment. This torment wasn't about controlling his own thoughts, but the intense irritability which nearly drove him to demonize and tear this monotonous scene to shreds!
Half a month had passed, both Chu Mu and Mu Qingyi had their thoughts, or rather, Chu Mu didn't want anything to happen, and neither did Mu Qingyi. So, at one point they considered parting ways.
However, there was only one exit, parting ways would mean one of them might end up walking in the completely opposite direction.
Walking alone in such a place would multiply the mental pressure, possibly turning one into a complete madman.
Neither of them wanted to become that madman, and in the end, they decided to maintain a distance while progressing forward.
