Chapter 246: Old Daoist
He swiftly turned to Rina, his gaze firm but comforting. "Come on, Rina. Let’s hurry back toward the entrance. Maybe Fiora panicked and rushed back there."
Rina nodded quickly, her eyes flickering with anxiety. "Right behind you, Young Master."
Without wasting another moment, Orion led the way swiftly through the haunting illusions and spectral environments they had previously navigated, now barely paying any heed to the ghostly whispers or unsettling apparitions that still attempted to draw their attention.
The once-entertaining illusions had become irrelevant now, replaced by the pressing urgency to locate Fiora.
Their hurried footsteps echoed urgently in the dimly lit corridors, every step heavier with concern. Rina’s eyes constantly scanned the shadows, worry clouding her typically playful expression.
Orion maintained his composure outwardly, but internally he wrestled with growing apprehension, questioning how Fiora could vanish without leaving behind a single clue.
They emerged into the dimly lit corridor they had first entered from, and soon the wooden door leading outside became visible.
Orion quickened his pace, gently pushing open the heavy door, stepping into the fresh evening air once again.
The lively noise of the entertainment district felt strangely disconnected now, as if the joyous world outside had continued obliviously while something serious unfolded within.
Outside, Edgar and Lucan stood near the entrance, engaged in quiet conversation. Upon seeing Orion and Rina’s urgent expressions, Edgar immediately straightened, his keen eyes narrowing.
Lucan, noticing their hurried pace, quickly moved toward them, concern evident in his expression.