There seemed to be no end to this dark and narrow path. The three of them only relied on their hands and feet to constantly grope around. The threads of light that passed through the wall did not have any effect on the lighting at all. Moreover, it was extremely gloomy. Yun Xi could feel goosebumps all over her body.
Finally, the three of them reached the end of the path.
There was a dilapidated wooden door. The wooden door was so rotten that it was unbearable to look at.
The thug who had persuaded them just now kicked open the dilapidated wooden door in front of them. Behind the wooden door was a small, narrow room. In the middle of the small room lay a man who was tied up, the man's mouth was stuffed with a piece of black rags. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the wretched man wearing glasses.
Although he had taken off his glasses, his facial features, height, and other features were exactly the same as Yun Yang's description.
