Shen Gu Jiro set down the can in his hand and glanced at Shen Gu Chiharu, who was drinking from a water bottle, then turned to Beichuan Si:
"Mr. Beichuan, we owe you a lot this time."
Beichuan Si's arrival was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the two, who had been at their wit's end, as he had brought a lot of food and drinking water, allowing Shen Gu Jiro and Shen Gu Chiharu to keep going.
But Shen Gu Jiro still had a question to ask—
"Mr. Beichuan, do you know how to get out of here?"
Indeed, though Beichuan Si had come to rescue them, it wouldn't mean much if he didn't know how to get out.
After all, food and water were finite.
"Yes. There is an exit over there, from where we should be able to get out," Beichuan Si nodded, stretching out his hand to point in the direction he had just come from.
