A chill crept in, and a coldness spread across her back. The air was filled with a faint, foul stench.
The cold air seemed to emanate from behind her.
For some reason, the old woman's heart skipped a beat. This was not a good sign.
But the sweet fragrance of the peach in Su Nian's hand soothed her nerves.
She gradually calmed down. Her muddled thoughts cleared, and she couldn't help but stare in a daze.
She even gulped carefully before saying, "Master, that peach of yours smells wonderful!"
Her attention was successfully diverted, but it was quickly drawn back.
"Mom, Grandma's home..."
The eerie trio of voices rang out, stunning the old woman. At the same time, three ice-cold hands gripped her arms.
They were cold, so cold it seemed to seep into her very bones.
The chilling touch made her shudder. When she turned her head to look...
Her son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter were all staring at her with bizarre expressions.
