"I'm serious!"
Lin Zifeng shouted from behind.
But Zhang Mengjie acted as if she hadn't heard him, continuing to walk down to the foot of the mountain.
Although these steel shells had been standing for quite a few years, they were well concealed, surrounded by mountains on all sides. It was hard to discover them unless one ventured deep inside.
Zhang Mengjie slowly led him into the steel shells. The dry twigs and dead leaves beneath their feet crunched loudly, and it was very dark inside. Though it was daytime and there wasn't a lack of sunlight, the surrounding mountain peaks obscured all the natural light, casting the building into deep gloom. It was particularly damp, with a lot of stagnant water on the ground.
Unwary steps could easily lead one into a pitfall, making anyone who fell through difficult to find.
"This place seems to have been abandoned for many years?" Lin Zifeng observed closely, estimating that it had been at least ten years since anyone had visited.
