The four of them advanced in the darkness, and after about an incense stick's worth of time, they encountered a massive Stone Gate blocking their path.
"This must be the place where the hostages are being held," came the voice of Mo Han's uncle, echoing in the dark.
He stepped forward to push open the Stone Gate, and a cold, eerie air hit them, mixed with the sounds of wailing and sobbing.
Behind the Stone Gate was a large cell where dozens of people were imprisoned, all dressed in tattered clothes, emaciated, their eyes full of despair, clearly having been detained for a long time and tortured.
"We're here to rescue you!" Mo Han said softly, with a touch of excitement in his voice.
The people in the cell, upon hearing the voice, raised their heads, and the previously dull eyes suddenly lit up with hope, like drowning people clinging to a lifeline.
"That's great, finally someone has come to save us!"
"We're saved! We don't have to die here!"
