There were no windows in the stairwell, and no lights were on; it was pitch-dark. Yan Junze turned on the flashlight on his phone and guided the way down, pulling Zhang Xiaomo along.
They descended three floors without encountering any strange places or seeing Wu Mayun.
Even the bone-chilling cold in the stairwell had lessened a lot, and their bodies started to warm up.
The chances of encountering Wu Mayun seemed slim, but if they lingered too long in the stairwell, they couldn't guarantee that Wu Mayun, wandering somewhere unknown, wouldn't find them.
After all, this woman belonged to the top tier of strangeness. Starting her transformation from the God of Death, with such a high starting point, appearing and disappearing unexpectedly was definitely her strong suit; they couldn't be careless at all.
Yan Junze pulled Zhang Xiaomo to speed up their descent, but they were still very cautious, only proceeding after confirming that there were no strangenesses on their current floor.
