"Elder King, why don't we kill our way out?" The big scorpion suggested that they might be able to catch those monks off guard.
"Let's wait and see. Don't be anxious. They will give themselves away."
The current situation was not the worst. Perhaps it would not be long before something even more dangerous appeared in the tower.
They should first see what the monks are up to.
Qin Chen sent out a wisp of his spiritual will.
The secrets here were huge, and the problems here were also huge.
At the very least, if an ordinary person came, they might not be able to leave.
Through his spiritual will, Qin Chen saw that the red-robed monk was outside another room. The monk beside him dragged out a man who had been badly mutilated and tortured beyond recognition. The monk stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.
Another monk handed a sharpened saber to the red-robed monk, "Abbot! Please bless him and lead the way for him!"
