"Found the entrance!"
"Watch me!"
The bedroom of Wang Chen was lit, the dim light casting three stealthy shadows.
A thin man in black squatted in front of a lifted bed board, his eyes fixated on the ground, with tufts of whiskers curling upward, fingers sliding along the crevices of the floor tiles.
Trying to pry them out with his fingernails.
Next to the black-clothed man stood a sinister-looking middle-aged cultivator in a grey robe, holding a long sword.
He watched the black-clothed man's every move coldly.
There was also a tall and burly brute blocking the doorway, his face covered with horizontal scars and a fiendish expression.
Click!
A long plank with a tile affixed on top was forcefully lifted by the black-clothed man.
The secret tunnel entrance was immediately revealed!
The black-clothed man bent down and peered into the hole, cursing, "This damn kid is really sneaky!"
