Han Sen followed Mister Li closely, as they all entered and ventured between the narrow pathways of the shelter. They said that as long as they did not approach that one construct, their passage would mostly be fine.
Still, that was no reason to shirk caution. Everyone was on high-alert, and their eyes remained peeled for the slightest foreign motion, intently scanning every new viewpoint they could. This was not a place they could afford to let their guard down.
The mist was encroaching on their right, so they sidestepped to skirt a few buildings on their left.
They eventually got within ten meters of the tower.
Just like the scroll had depicted, the mural upon the construct displayed ten humans.
"Well, he may have been scant on details, but at least Qing Le wasn't outright lying to me." The worry in Han Sen's heart lightened a bit, and his pace quickened, upon learning that the authenticity of the drawings checked out.
