"W-what?!"
The tomb was large, spacious and enclosed. A wind blew from nowhere, cold and damp, as if covered with countless tiny, cold suction cups, crawling around the third brother's spine.
He shuddered, looked at Asher Gu, glared and said: "Stop joking..."
Asher Gu said indifferently: "If you really think I'm joking, why don't you keep running forward and save them?"
This question stumped the third brother.
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