At the same time, Tang Si's gaze keenly drifted over to that spot.
The light of dawn pierced through the clouds, casting somewhat dim rays on the distant building. Beyond it lay mountains, shrouded in hazy mist that spread wantonly, cloaking parts of the building.
It seemed as though it was about to engulf the building, devour it, and drag it into the depths of the mountain forest...
The building's renovation was recent, clearly having been refurbished.
But the most striking feature was the decayed and ruinous door of one of the rooms, surrounded by the new walls.
From a distance, it looked as if the door had just been firmly shut a second ago, the creaking sound seemingly emanating from that direction, echoing back in the cold wind around our ears.
Song Yi's heart pounded with unease, a chill rising from her toes and spreading through her body, causing her hair to stand on end.
Clearly, there was nothing there.
