A few minutes later, Li Yifei had already walked in through the opened Stone Door. It was another world down there, with three whole levels. The first level held several black people in ragged clothes, their eyes dull, unclear how long they had been kept there. On the second level, some white people were imprisoned. This group seemed a bit more spirited; as soon as they saw Li Yifei coming down, they rushed to the iron gate, shouting. Li Yifei ignored them and stepped down to the third level.
There were four cells on the third level. As Li Yifei entered, he could feel Wu Shuwei's presence, so he continued downward.
"Shuwei?" Li Yifei walked to the innermost cell, and through a small window, he saw a woman lying on the ground. He hurriedly called out, but there was no response. He quickly opened the door, ran in, and held Wu Shuwei in his arms, confirming that she was just unconscious but unharmed, and woke her up.
