The first day of February, the fourth year of Taiyuan, Xiangyang.
"Dungeon."
Dungeon, dungeon, dungeon... Graham's voice seemed to echo in his ears. Leo suddenly pulled off the blindfold, turned around in disbelief, and saw Graham's puzzled eyes.
"He's pretending to be blind!" the chief clerk suddenly shouted excitedly, "pretending! Liar!"
Leo turned around and rushed into the depths of the dungeon. At the same time, a glowing butterfly flew out from the void, flapped its wings, and sank straight into the darkness.
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