Before long, Chichu Tianyi fell silent again. Mori snorted coldly, threw the water pipe to the ground, and walked deeper into the area without looking back. Xu Xiaoyou glanced at the trembling man on the ground and followed the girl forward.
"Aren't you going to deal with this guy directly?" Xu Xiaoyou asked casually.
"Judgment day hasn't arrived yet. Letting him die so easily would be too much of a mercy," Mori replied.
Xu Xiaoyou nodded, looking around. This prison might have once held many people and existed long before the Dark Night Walker was established. If you listened carefully, it seemed as if countless cries echoed above the prison.
The two reached a door. As they pushed it open, a fierce gale blew in. Xu Xiaoyou remained composed, lifted her arm slightly to block the gust, ducked to avoid a solid glove punching forward, and tapped the neck of a young man wearing a Night Owl mask. He let out a scream and collapsed, unable to move.
"This guy!"
