Baili Xi and the others stood up and strapped on their backpacks. Black Glasses hoisted his own bag onto his shoulder, looked at Zhang Qiling, and raised an eyebrow. "Mute, do you want to do it, or should I?"
Zhang Qiling dusted the snow off his hands, picked up the cold-light lamp, and walked toward the mechanism.
Wu Xie and Fatty followed closely on his heels, while Baili Xi and her group moved closer to the stone door.
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