We had only walked a hundred meters when a wall appeared ahead of us.
Qinghan tapped the wall with the end of his flashlight, and from the sound, it was solid. It seemed like a dead end.
"Looks like we have to turn back," Jerry said, having also heard the sound from the wall.
Qinghan stood still, pondering, "No, if it's a dead end, there's no need to set up an arrow trap. Moreover, at only a hundred meters, such a design is pointless. It doesn't make sense logically."
"Then let's walk back. Maybe the real entrance is halfway, in some inconspicuous place. We've encountered such mechanisms before," Jerry suggested.
Qinghan did not dismiss his words. We retraced our steps and tapped all over the walls on both sides, but found no other exit. The door we entered through was gone, replaced by a stone wall.
