The crowd quickly made way.
The Fishball Guy's scolding wasn't wrong. Even if I went, I couldn't do anything. It's better to let God Lin handle it.
"God Lin, it's all up to you now!"
Huang Cheng flattered.
Lin Baici ignored Huang Cheng and ran towards the iron gate.
"Have you noticed that those water jets are getting thicker?"
Kim Myungjin pointed out.
"Yeah, it seems that after unlocking the handcuffs and shackles, the water influx speeds up!"
Gu Qingqiu and her keen observers had noticed it long ago, but such an obvious situation was hardly worth mentioning.
The accumulated water on the floor was over a foot high, completely covering their shoes, so as they walked, water got in, making it not only uncomfortable but also slowing them down.
Lin Baici reached the door and turned the doorknob.
This thing didn't budge at all, it was locked.
Lin Baici crouched down and inserted a strand of Nangong Shu's hair into the lock.
Everyone held their breath, watching Lin Baici.
