C138 Illusion

"Zhang Nan, wait for us."

Shui Yi and Zhi Ming trailed behind Zhang Nan as they ascended the ladder.

Once the four had climbed the ladder, they noticed that the staircase on this level seemed different from the previous ones. Despite walking for a considerable time, the seventh floor remained elusive.

"Could it be that there's no seventh floor here?"

Murong Wan was drenched in a cold sweat