This time the vine gave a clearer answer than before.
——Hanging Jail Stairway.
But this answer… is useless! He knows the Wood Spirit is in the Hanging Jail Stairway, but where exactly?
Faced with Angel's further inquiry, the giant vine was like a confused snake, tilting its head in puzzlement. The emotional fluctuation conveyed, after Angel's interpretation, roughly meant: Why don't you know?
Angel found it somewhat amusing: Why should I know?
"I was dizzy and came to ask you, thinking you hadn't been to the Hanging Jail Stairway, how would you know where the Wood Spirit is precisely?" Angel sighed inwardly and bid farewell to the vine, continuing to walk towards the depths of the door.
After walking about twenty meters, Angel instinctively looked back. He saw not far away, the vine still maintained its "confused head-tilt" posture, appearing as if it hadn't yet figured it out.
