Zhang Tianmiu found his assistant, and the latter was scratching his head with several subordinates in black coats in the hallway, "Strange, there are no other exits in this hallway, so how can someone disappear? Han Ming, are you sure you saw him enter this corridor, or could you have been mistaken?"
Zhang Tianmiu looked up at the long corridor, its deep arched structure leading to a closed, heavy wooden door at the end, with a copper lock hanging from it. Torches were inserted into the mouths of gargoyle sculptures extending from the walls, with flames flickering, casting a bright and clear reflection on the mahogany paneling.
"What exactly is going on?" he walked over and asked.
"Captain."
"Captain, you're here," his assistant said with some embarrassment, "It's really strange, we chased the person here and then they suddenly disappeared. There clearly aren't any other exits, unless they know some Wall-Penetrating Technique or used some other strange Magic Guided Conductor."
