Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "You sound very experienced."
"Of course. This isn't the first time I've done this," the thin figure said. "However, you don't look panicked at all. It's a little unexpected."
"Panicking won't help. It's better to think about how to leave," Jian Wushuang looked around and said in a deep voice.
"I advise you not to think about it. Even if you are a Yan Immortal, you can not escape from here," the thin figure said indifferently, as if he had tried all the methods he could think of.
Jian Wushuang stopped talking and looked down at the dark abyss.
"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Chun Qiu. What's your name?" the slim figure said calmly in an extremely remote corner.
"Jian Wushuang," he said concisely.
The skinny man named Chun Qiu raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.
