After getting familiar with the surroundings of the desolate abyss, Lin Lee appeared and stood in front of the cave entrances, looking at the boulder seals on each cave entrance.
"Little brat, I wouldn't be so anxious to seek death if I were you." An instantly familiar voice sounded behind him.
Lin Lee flinched, turned, and glanced at the old Leng behind him. He asked in surprise, "I thought your task was to deliver us here? What are you doing here, and are you allowed to set foot here?"
"Don't mind me, I am old and my foot is already in coffin; it doesn't matter if I break some rules; I just wanted to see how you little brats are doing; it seems your curiosity is leading you to demise." Old Leng replied smilingly, rubbed his goatee, turned, and glanced at the sealed caves and the last statue of the fatekeeper, his expression becoming a little deep.
