Leaning back, Yang Xiao stopped abruptly, nearly wrenching his waist. This body felt too fragile for him. Looking at the dark corridor ahead, Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment.
It wasn't completely dark, just no lighting, but he could still vaguely see the empty end of the corridor.
This was the fastest way downstairs.
"Run!!" Captain Zhou shouted.
There was no time to think, as the bell sound grew louder and more piercing. Yang Xiao chose to trust "Captain Zhou".
He turned and dashed towards Captain Zhou, step by step, getting faster. Fortunately, he didn't encounter the ghost. The bell sound, which was initially approaching, gradually faded away.
Beads of sweat, as large as beans, dripped from his forehead. Within those few seconds, Yang Xiao had truly brushed past the Ghost Gate. He bet right; Captain Zhou was trustworthy, and Yang Xiao also deduced some key information.
