Jin Qingyan couldn't care less about Chen Lin and asked Li Xiangru in a stern voice.

"I don't know either."

Li Xiangru shook his head.

In less than a stick of incense, two people had already died after arriving here. He had given up hope on this mission.

Chen Lin pondered for a moment and said: "There is no other way. Let's explore the corresponding fingers first. Maybe there can be some hints in it. After the exploration is completed, it will not be too late to consider other things."

"That's all it can do."

Li Xiangru sighed and walked towards the direction of his middle finger.

Jin Qingyan looked at Chen Lin.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, and he cautiously retreated to the fourth finger.

"Wait a minute!"
Chapter completed!