"It's all ruined, those hundreds of mysterious artifacts are likely to have fallen into evil hands." Zhang Chen looked at the empty tomb chamber, feeling an even stronger sense of foreboding.
"There are three forks in the road here? Which one should we take?" After walking for half a day, Zhong Xiang suddenly stopped at a fork, turning to ask Zhang Chen.
As Zhang Chen recollected the structure of the tomb in his mind, his eyes turned to the entrance on the left: "This direction!"
"Are you sure? I think the middle one is more reliable." Zhong Xiang voiced a different opinion.
"You go to the middle then, but if you're caught and eaten by some old creature, don't blame me for not warning you." With that, Zhang Chen turned his head and walked directly towards the left tomb.
The two had already passed through over a hundred stone chambers, never encountering any traps. Even if there were traps, they had long been mostly gnawed away by that Mouse Spirit.
