'What should I do?'
Ring, ring, ring...
At that moment, he could hear vibrations coming from the solid ground beneath his feet. The tremor was not particularly loud, but Darryl could hear it.
'Sh*t, what's going on?'
Darryl was perplexed. He quickly looked down. His gaze shifted to the ground, where he noticed a hole roughly half a meter in diameter bored into the stone ground beneath his feet. A short and tiny figure crawled out of it next.
The man was in his forties, dressed in body-hugging leather, with a rat's face, a pointed mouth, and broad cheeks.
He was Tu Xingsun. They had met a few times on the North Moana Continent.
'Sh*t, it's him?'
Darryl was stunned when he saw Tu Xingsun.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Tu Xingsun tapped away the soil on his body and spat the dirt out of his lips as he mumbled to himself, "Such a lousy place, needs so much energy just to dig a hole..."
He saw Darryl as he spoke. Tu Xingsun had a shock and almost jumped from the ground.
"Why is it you?" Tu Xingsun kept a close eye on Darryl. He was taken aback.
When Darryl and Chang Er were apprehended, and Yang Jian imprisoned them in the North Moana Continent's palace jail, Tu Xingsun had dug a hole and rescued them.
Tu Xingsun remembered the situation vividly. Darryl was, of course, no stranger to him.
"Senior Tu Xingsun, how are you?" Darryl smiled and greeted him.
When he said that, Darryl felt relief beyond description. 'Sh*t, I thought I would not be able to escape from this tragedy. Who would have guessed that I'd bump into Tu Xingsun.'
Tu Xingsun was about to reply when he noticed the walls. "Sh*t, this is a route to death. Come with me right away." He rotated his body and crawled down the hole in the ground as he spoke.
Darryl did not think twice; he followed behind him immediately.
"Senior Tu Xingsun."
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