The air suddenly fell silent.
With this silence, the two of them felt a bone-chilling, soul-corroding cold.
Upon further notice, they both realized they were actually barefooted and their clothes were very thin, just a single layer of light shirt.
As for the terrain, although the darkness made it impossible to see, a bit of groping revealed it to be a flight of stairs…
"Song, did you...find anything?" Su Mengzhen's teeth chattered with the cold.
Song Cheng said, "Just stairs."
Stairs, leaving three choices: go up, go down, or stay immovable.
Su Mengzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Up."
Song Cheng nodded.
And at that moment, a hand reached out from the side and gripped his tightly.
Fingers interlocked, Su Mengzhen said, "Don't get separated."
