บท 278: The Eleventh Game: Kunlun Hotel 4

A cold, eerie laugh suddenly exploded by Wen Nannan's ear. Though that person remained seated in front of her, staring as if they hadn't moved an inch, but at this moment, she could distinctly feel its presence.

she felt it had come over and was right next to her. This was terrifying beyond belief.

"Nannan—what's wrong?"

The voice, flat and monotone, dragged out the words in a long, unsettling rhythm, creeping directly into her mind. A chill crawled up her spine, following the icy tone.

"Did you see it?"

Wen Nannan stiffly turned her head to her left, meeting the gaze of her colleague. She skin was grayish-white, eyes devoid of pupils. Her heart skipped a beat.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, her voice barely steady.

Oh, damn it! She had thought there was only one ghost. Now she realized the person next to her was one too. And the others who still looked normal? They might not be human either.