"Did you find anything unusual?"
"No, we've checked this table thoroughly. Apart from the few items placed on it, there's nothing else worth noting."
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully examined the wooden table.
After ruling out other suspicious spots, the two refocused their attention on the notebook on the table.
The handwriting, akin to cryptic symbols, was utterly indecipherable no matter how they flipped through it.
Yet, out of caution, they dared not take any of the objects lying on the table, fearing that disrupting some kind of balance might worsen the situation.
"If there's nothing else to discover, let's not waste time here. We should find another way out and try to leave this cursed place." Wan Tong suggested.
"Don't rush. If we leave now, we'll likely run into Yang Jian. This spot is secluded enough, and I believe we can avoid his attacks by staying here for now. Once the situation calms down, we can make our move." Zhang Qing countered.
