"What's going on? What's wrong?" Wu Chang turned back impatiently to look at the Third Elder.
Why is he still dawdling at a time like this? Doesn't he realize we need to present a united front? The enemy hasn't even panicked, and our side is already falling into disarray. The old saying is right: there's nothing worse than having a useless teammate. Right now, I feel like the Third Elder is exactly that!
Seeing that Wu Chang wasn't looking back, the Third Elder anxiously patted his back.
"No, Saint Heir, don't ask! Just turn around and look! The Grand Martial Uncle's Soul Lamp has gone out!"
The Third Elder, anxious and holding the Soul Lamp, didn't know what to do.
It was perfectly fine when we arrived! At the entrance, the Soul Lamp shone brighter than the moon. How did it go out the moment we came in? What is happening?
Wu Chang turned back around, somewhat angrily.
"How could it have gone out? Wasn't it just fine a moment ago?"
