Xiao Juan asked, "Do you suspect that there's something wrong with this mark?"
Yu Niaoniao thought for a moment and said, "We deliberately changed directions just now. Logically speaking, we shouldn't have returned to where we were. There are only two possibilities for this to happen. One, the mark has been tampered with, and two, our sense of direction has deviated."
In order to verify if there was anything wrong with the mark, Yu Niaoniao ordered someone to get a brush. She dipped it in ink and wrote a strange English sentence on the rock.
No one around her could understand what she was writing. They looked confused.
Yu Niaoniao threw the brush to Ye Yu and looked at the English on the rock. She nodded in satisfaction.
"In that case, it'll be difficult for others to imitate it."
The group continued forward with their torches.
After a long walk, they saw the string of English words Yu Niaoniao had written.
