Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020: If Something Happens to You, I Can’t Bear the Responsibility

The crowd panicked upon hearing the words.

A boudoir young lady forced a smile and said, "Could Lord Fang be joking with us too?"

Everyone turned their heads and called out in all directions.

Fang Youzhen anxiously walked forward.

"Wuxi! Where are you?!"

No one responded.

Zhi’er felt dizzy.

She patted Feng Fuce, "Brother Fu Ce, I can’t walk anymore, help me to that chair over there to sit for a while."

"They’re all looking for Brother Wuxi, you go help them, I’ll wait for you here."

But Feng Fuce calmly said, "I can carry you and still help them search."

"There’s something in this place, I don’t know if it’s good or evil, I can’t let you sit here alone."

After all, Zhi’er was drunk.

At that moment, Feng Fuce saw out of the corner of his eye.

The thing protruding from the ground that almost tripped Zhi’er earlier, seemed to be an iron chain.

The dilapidated underground cell was so dark.

Others couldn’t see it clearly and simply overlooked it.

But Feng Fuce saw that below the iron chain, there appeared to be four cracks forming a square.

It was probably a hidden door.

"Come over here, pull up the chain." He called to the classmates ahead.

Everyone quickly turned around, shone a torch, and the traces of the hidden door became more apparent.

The ground around it was covered in dust, but the edges of the hidden door had noticeably less dust.

This indicated it had been opened once before.

Fang Youzhen grabbed the chain, and the Third Young Master quickly reached out to help.

With everyone’s combined effort, with a loud rumble, the hidden door opened.

Revealing a tunnel leading even further down.

A foul, rotting stench rushed out.

Several young lords couldn’t help themselves, running to the side to retch.

"What’s that awful smell! Could there be poison down there?"

Feng Fuce shielded Zhi’er, gently pressing her head against his chest.

Preventing her from inhaling the scent.

He spoke calmly, "It’s the stench of decaying corpses. If you don’t want to get sick, cover your mouth and nose before going down."

Upon hearing this, everyone was horrified and quickly stepped back.

A few timid boudoir young ladies already burst into tears.

They huddled together, "We’d better go report to the authorities. If Lord Fang fell in, we few can’t rescue him."

"Moreover, it looks very deep down there, fraught with dangers. Who knows what injuries we might suffer if we bump into something."

Someone picked up a stone from the side and tossed it down.

After a long while, they heard a dull thud. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

It seemed there was an even larger cell under the tunnel.

Everyone looked at each other, none daring to risk their lives to save someone.

Suddenly, there was a tearing sound.

Fang Youzhen tore a piece of cloth from her dress and tied it around her mouth and nose.

"I’m going down, you all wait for me up here."

The Third Young Master frowned slightly, immediately grabbing her.

"You should stay up here, you had been drinking at the feast earlier. If you react slowly, you might get hurt. I’ll go in your place."

With that, he pulled the fabric off Fang Youzhen’s face and tied it onto himself.

Fang Youzhen was anxious, "No, if anything happens to you, I can’t bear the responsibility."

The Third Young Master looked at her, "There’s no need for you to bear it. Just watch over my sister for me and wait for me up here."

Zhi’er dizzily turned her head, watching her Third Brother head towards the hidden passage.

She weakly called out, "Third Brother."

But the Third Young Master didn’t hear her.

He had already decisively taken a torch and proceeded down the stairs.

Fang Youzhen stood above, occasionally calling out.

She could hear the Third Young Master’s voice gradually fading away.

He must be heading deeper into it.