"What is it?"
Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan quickly looked at Jiang Yiyi.
The little girl hugged Yang Yuan's neck tightly and said, "It looks a bit like that... altar, yes, the Awakening Altar we used before."
"Altar?"
"Awakening Altar?"
Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
"In a place like this, it should be deep underground. How could there be an altar?"
Zhao Jiayan was puzzled and asked Jiang Yiyi, "Yiyi, did you see anything else besides that altar?"
Even though the place was very far away now, she knew that Jiang Yiyi had an eidetic memory when she felt insecure, and if she really saw something, she'd remember it for sure.
Jiang Yiyi thought about it and said, "Some... tiles?"
She wasn't quite sure, mostly because the so-called tiles were memories from before she was five years old. After arriving in this world, she'd never seen tiles.
"Tiles?"
