บท 207: Chapter 206 Footsteps (One more)

The courtyard was flanked by mottled walls, and at the other end, as you walked in, was a large room, the hall of the mansion.

The roof was almost completely devoid of tiles, exposing the interlaced beams, beneath which was a row of half-open wooden doors, their paper windows long rotted and tattered, hanging in the window frames. It was a good thing there was no wind on the ground, otherwise the blowing would have surely produced a very scary whistling sound. Now both Suming and Zhao Yun's hearts were in their throats, and even a slight stir of grass or leaves made them extremely nervous.

Only Su Meng seemed oblivious to the word "fear" and showed no curiosity about the surroundings, almost as if he were coming home.

"You really kill the mood. Do you know how hard it was for me to create a bit of a horror atmosphere?" Suming said helplessly as he looked at him.