Trailing the figure clad in the dark through the bustling crowd, he veered into a dim alley with a staircase leading downward. Beside it, a river flowed freely, though the stench was inevitable, given the proximity to a refuse-laden dumping ground.
Rats scattered in panic upon their arrival, scurrying away in fear. Chenxin halted just before the iron door, embellished with a handle that required a deft turn to open. "This entrance resembles a maze, often employed to assess the stealth abilities of aspiring members in the Thieves' Organization."
Chenxin turned to Renxian. "There are criminals and monsters there, be careful," he explained. "Good luck, I'll wait on the other side as a stranger, so, our disguise will be convincing enough and make the others recognize your skills."
