Honglian quietly tugged on Chen Xuan's sleeve.
The latter realized that his question was inappropriate and immediately added, "Oh, I thought it had gone bankrupt before the war even started. My elders bought its stock."
Zhuang Yu nodded without delving further into the matter.
The group descended to the third level, where the space and passages were considerably wider, and the crowd was less dense than above.
"The third level has many restricted areas not open to regular residents. If you see no-entry signs, don't go wandering in," she explained.
"Why?" Honglian asked.
"Because most of the equipment that keeps the subway station running is concentrated on this level. If it's damaged, it could threaten everyone's safety. Guards here have the direct authority to open fire, and there are many traps and automatic weapons in the restricted areas, so remember not to cross the line."
"How many levels are there here?"
