"Be careful, the terrain has changed a lot," Ai Hui reminded Shi Xueman and Lou Lan softly, his voice containing a tinge of doubt. He found it hard to a establish connection between his impressions of this place yesterday and today. Within a day, the depths of the Heaven Pit had changed beyond recognition. The unfamiliarity of this place was not within Ai Hui’s expectations.
What exactly had happened here in a day’s time?
A shiver went down Ai Hui’s spine as his face turned grave and stern.
Shi Xueman was silently trembling with fear. She rarely saw such a facial expression from Ai Hui. A focused Ai Hui always seemed inhuman. Among their generation, Shi Xueman had never met anyone whose psyche was comparable to Ai Hui’s. He was cold and firm like steel. He would have no fear or panic even if a knife was placed against his neck.
