"No, we beg you, don't leave! Take pity and save us!"
"Qiaoqiao, let's go." Duan Yue tugged her along, and the entire party bolted full speed ahead in the corridor.
They advanced at least three times faster than when they had come. However, when they saw the mouth of the well above them not far away…
A bright light suddenly flashed.
Duan Yue's heart jolted, and just as he reached out to grab Qiao Mu, Mo Lian had pressed her down to the floor and bellowed, "Get down."
*Boom!* A huge boom resounded in the narrow corridor.
The blast instantly made everyone's ears buzz, and their faces turned pale.
Someone had blasted the mouth of the well!
Crumbling debris showered down, tightly sealing up half of the corridor.
If they hadn't retreated several dozen meters after getting up again, some of them might have been buried alive.
"D*mn it!" A viciousness flitted across Eldest Young Sir Qin's eyes.
