He roughly memorized the information on the note, then folded it. Fang Hong immediately retraced his steps, following the map's route heading north.
In the north, winding corridors spread out, immersed in darkness and silence. On both sides were various rooms, large and small, most of which had doors wide open. Some doorways had dark bloodstains, or scorch marks from spells penetrating the door — inside was a mess, with overturned cabinets and beds, traces of battles visible everywhere.
As Fang Hong walked, he carefully observed these details, imagining scenes of Arcanists killing their way through each room, checking inside for remnants of Blind Followers, followed by a fierce battle.
The Arcanists seemed to have thoroughly inspected the place, not missing a single room, even secret chambers were the same.
