Chenxiang pricked up his ears, constantly searching for the source of the sound; his keen hearing allowed him to clearly discern the breathing of two people hidden in the dark.
Coming to a corner of the room, Chenxiang halted his footsteps and stomped forcefully on the floor. With a thunderous crash, the green stone slab beneath his feet shattered under the immense force, and a deep hole appeared before their eyes.
"What is this?" Cui Heming couldn't believe his eyes. Such a well-hidden passage—how had Chenxiang come to know of it? At this moment, Chenxiang seemed like a divine spirit to him.
"It's nothing. It's just that my hearing is quite strong; their voices gave them away," Chenxiang said matter-of-factly.
Cui Heming glanced at the deep cavern, trying to peer inside with the help of the faint light. He saw nothing but pitch-black darkness, and echo-like sounds seemed to reverberate within the cave.
