Five minutes later, in a dim corridor.
The woman walked at the front with a flashlight, leading the way while softly saying to Ling Mo and his group, "The grain you need is just ahead. Although we've lived here for a long time, we've hardly consumed the stock. It's almost negligible, so you can be at ease."
There was something eerie in her tone, giving off a strange vibe. Besides, after learning about the death of the Mother Spider and others, her expression appeared peculiar. It carried a hint of a smile, interwoven with a complex look that seemed like both hatred and a form of relief...
"Captain, be cautious about this woman. I don't know why, but I always feel something is off about her," Zhang Xincheng whispered as he followed behind Ling Mo.
At this moment, Black Silk's voice timely penetrated Ling Mo's mind: "Master, did you notice? She has a hint of the scent of blood. Although it's faint and covered by her clothes, in a confined place like this, it can be detected."
