Tap, tap, tap...
The one who first heard those footsteps must have been me.
After I stopped moving, the cartographer first looked at me in confusion, then his expression changed slightly, gazing into the depths of the darkness beyond the reach of the light.
And Tan Xiang, who had already become as skittish as a startled bird, also stopped, looking at the cartographer and me with suspicion, whispering, "What's going on..."
The cartographer placed his index finger against his lips. Seeing this, Tan Xiang swiftly closed his mouth, shrinking his body like a quail, looking around nervously.
Tap, tap, tap...
Before long, the footsteps came close enough for Tan Xiang to hear, and his face immediately turned rigid.
The cartographer silently raised his lantern high, as if accompanying the movement, the white light became brighter, and the illuminated area grew larger.
