Not a trap?
Feng Yuan was taken aback. Although Cotton wasn't his spirit beast, he could barely guess the general idea from its gestures. This was interesting; if it wasn't a trap, the place must certainly be an important location.
As for the matter of the vines, Feng Yuan had a vague feeling; perhaps it was just a coincidence? If his guess was correct, it was hard to say if someone had already gone inside.
Despite these thoughts, Feng Yuan didn't directly voice them. After all, this matter seemed trivial to him. Speaking up might influence Dou Yanlan and the others to practice the knowledge they had learned.
After a while, Dou Yanlan glanced at Feng Yuan and said to Qi Chen,
"Let's go down to investigate. Cotton, recall your doppelganger. If it can safely return here, the danger shouldn't be at the entrance."
