The cage woven from rose branches, with all its spurs turned outward, made the inside where Yang Yu was as smooth as a bamboo basket, tightly sealed on all sides by rose leaves.
Lying within the cage, Yang Yu felt like he was on a train; he took out medicine to rid himself of the paralysis and poked a hole between the rose branches with his sword.
Outside, in the pitch-black expanse, moist soil mixed with thorns swiftly passed by the side of the cage.
The soil that was supposed to fill the tunnel rushed in through the hole Yang Yu made, burying him up to his waist in an instant.
Yang Yu hurriedly blocked the hole with a cloth bag, then poked another hole at the bottom of the cage to barely manage to drain the soil that had surged inside.
Before being captured, Yang Yu had hoped to explain himself properly, but little did he know that Nai Xu Mushroom and Meiyu Rose would act so quickly; he was forcibly taken away without reason.
