"All the rooms are the same, with four walls corresponding to four passages, square-shaped, and filled with wooden crates... I've already passed through five passages without noticing any changes.
It's almost been a minute, and the man with the cloth straps has been following me all along. You can hear his footsteps whenever you stop.
Can't be anxious...
The key issue isn't whether I get caught, nor how many goods I take,
but whether I can figure out the 'correct route.'
Since everything related to the other side involves cloth straps, maybe the answer is hidden among these straps that are plastered everywhere. I need to try to figure out the pattern of these cloth straps."
Just as Luo Di was focused on escaping,
the missing right eye suddenly emitted a pitch-black aura. Although no eyeball was formed, several black tentacles lay on the surface of the eye socket.
A broken voice came through:
"This... dead... merchant dares to touch me... The arrow should... right?"
