After three days, they were already halfway to Saint Nazaire from Sauder.
The nearer they were to Saint Nazaire, the more uneasy Gu Mengmeng got. She always felt that a pair of eyes were watching her in the dark but when she checked her surroundings, she did not notice anyone.
And even Ian who was hovering in the air did not notice any suspicious action so Gu Mengmeng had no other choice but to treat it as nostalgia before returning to her hometown.
At night, the round moon hung itself in the sky, radiating a tint of a chilly feeling through its bright moonlight, as if a silky white gauze was enclosing the entire night scene.
The ancient dark green woods that stood tall and straight gave off an eerie atmosphere in the dark, causing one to feel terror creeping over their bodies uncontrollably.
Everything was dead silent and it was a night suitable to have a sound sleep.
Suddenly, an ear-piercing howl broke the silence.