Climbing upward in the pitch-black and gloomy environment, Fang Hong shook his sore hands and looked up to see that he was in a circular, narrow space—it seemed the ladder above led to a well.
It seemed that a faint light was seeping down from above. He touched the walls with his hands, where traces of brickwork appeared on the bare surface, indicating that he might be nearing the mouth of the well.
He exhaled, ready to continue climbing upward, and it was at that moment that two deep voices conversing from above reached his ears.
Upon hearing the voices, Fang Hong immediately stopped and listened intently with his ears perked up, quickly making out the content of the conversation above.
"Have you heard? The 'Blade of Victory' was taken by that rag picker, and Big Sister is so angry she wants to kill someone," the first voice spoke with a seasoned calm, its metal clinking sounds due to body movements.
