Li Sangyu's legs turned to jelly when she heard the creepy voice of the malicious spirit behind her. She almost knelt down. She didn't hear anything! She didn't hear anything!
Her face was deathly pale and she didn't dare turn around. Her hands trembled as she quickly entered the passcode to open the door.
It was just that her hands were shaking badly, and she got it wrong a few times in a row. The more panicked she was, the more afraid she became, and the harder her hands shook.
Seeing her ignore him, the malicious spirit behind her suddenly gave an eerie and creepy giggle. In the especially silent lounge, it was very abrupt and terrifying. A rough and unpleasant voice rang out again. "Celestial Master Li, where are you going? Hongmei's birthday cake hasn't been cut yet! I've already prepared a knife. Do you want to see my knife?"