Yun You was the last "confidant" to return.
As she stepped into the elevator, Jiang Wuji, the eldest disciple, simply nodded gently without saying much, then pressed the elevator button.
In the varied gazes of the outside world, the elevator doors slowly closed, ascending towards the top floor.
Everyone exchanged silent glances, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy. Each person seemed to have something to say, to ease the tension, but when words formed, they just couldn't speak.
Thus, they could only remain silent.
Ding—
At last, the elevator doors opened slowly, and everyone rushed out in a flurry.
Yun You also gripped her trembling hands tightly and, under the guidance of the guards, arrived at a secret room on the top floor.
Like the others, she almost dashed over, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.
When the door was pushed open, a thick medicinal smell mixed with the scent of decaying wood instantly enveloped her and everyone.
