"So, how did you know?" A woman showed a hint of mockery, her face full of the realization that indeed he is his son, truly disobedient.
Firewood Flower fell silent again, offering no reply.
Their figures twisted and transformed continuously, the tunnel distorting space.
Taking even a slightly wrong step would cause it to collapse and disintegrate.
They walked for an unknown length, successfully passing through the passageway, reaching a massive bronze square cauldron exuding an ancient aura, engraved with various painted walls.
"What's that!?"
"What's that!?"
Everyone's gaze burst with light, the core of the Chronicles of Time, the Taisui Cauldron.
"Don't rush." Firewood Flower said, "In the Capital City, you cannot defeat him with brute force; you must outsmart him."
"So, what is the flaw that drives him insane?"
"Is it children?"
"He desires the Crown Prince, targeting this aspect?"
Everyone awaited the answer.
