"Big sister Ling Ling, will anyone come to save us?"
The children looked at Xu Ling with hopeful eyes, but Xu Ling didn't know how to respond.
Rescue, definitely no one would come to save them. She once heard from her parents that this is a closed space, apart from the high and mighty figures in the central palace, no one could leave this place.
But if she told them the truth, these little ones, just like her, born here, would likely sink into complete despair.
"Certainly! Don't you worry! As long as we hold on for a while longer, someone will come to save us!"
Xu Ling's face broke into a smile, as if she was filled with hope for the future.
Seeing her in such high spirits, the children were slightly reassured.
"Time to eat!"
A young man, as skinny as a pole, walked into the dungeon and took bundles of Yinming flowers from his storage bag, shoving them into different cells like feeding pigs.
