"Turn left, turn right, stop, count to eight silently, then climb over that wall up ahead!"
Chen Abao wasn't lying; how could she merely be familiar with this place?
It could be said she knew it like the back of her hand.
She was cradled in Hu Ma's hands, constantly pointing out directions, precisely guiding Hu Ma step-by-step deep into the mansion. Not only was the direction crystal clear, but she could also expertly direct Hu Ma to bypass hidden sentries and roaming patrols.
In this mansion, clearly constructed with great effort, she moved with an ease as if she were in her own backyard, without a single mistake.
The most crucial part was that, as they entered the mansion, the two Negative Spirits Hu Ma had clearly killed—their brains smashed and gone—suddenly got up again at Chen Abao's command and resumed their patrol.
