"Hehehe..."
The girl's clear laughter was like a stone thrown into a lifeless pond.
An eerie scene unfolded.
The violent sounds behind the iron net, almost shattering the iron gate with each impact, ceased.
Deathly silence.
The deafening roar and collisions vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Only Zhao Tiezhu's heavy breathing remained in the air.
"Oh my god..."
His legs went weak, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.
"Ghosts... ghosts... this dog... it..."
Gu Yanshen paid him no mind; his vigilance showed no sign of easing.
He shielded Lin Wan Yi and the child more closely behind him, with one hand already at his waist.
The unknown in the dark was more terrifying than a frenzied beast.
"Let's go."
He made a decisive decision, embracing Lin Wan Yi, and swiftly turned around with his family, leaving this place of trouble.
Zhao Tiezhu scrambled behind them, not daring to utter a word along the way.
...
The next morning.
