A deafening cacophony echoed as a steel plate armed with spikes plummeted from above.
Boom!
A haze of dust rose, clouding the air.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Could this be weight-sensitive?"
"Only a weight around 100 taels could set off this mechanism!"
Luo Feng chuckled softly. Boss Cao's cunning had certainly been proven. However, Luo Feng observed the steel plate, connected by a rope, ascend back to its original position in the next moment. The floor tiles similarly returned to their initial, innocuous state.
"Incredible...!"
"A self-resetting trap?"
Luo Feng, though astounded, had to acknowledge the spectacle before him. Such occurrences were generally limited to the realm of television dramas.
"L-Little L-Luo, what should we do? The trap has reset itself and we have yet to cross!" Gu Santong voiced his concern.
