Wu Long and Zhao Xieren descended into a dungeon, as the former put a simple mask on - once again prepared by the Soaring Feather Trading Company this time.
It wasn't the usual secure underground chambers housing important formations and places under the Oak Fortress itself.
No, this one was a newer facility, located under a neighboring separate small mountain located in the Spiritual Land of the Oak Fortress, a small fort of about ten buildings and a wall built atop to guard the exit.
It was isolated, reinforced, and heavily guarded because there were holding cells for prisoners and captives within. Walking through a passage leading to the part they were going toward, distant quiet voices could be heard. And as they approached closer…
"...! Quiet someone's coming!"
A voice resounded in a dungeon corridor filled with prison cells on both sides, shushing the murmurs of quiet conversations that filled this place before that.
