Although An Xiaoning could not manage to see anything, she could roughly imagine the scenario inside.
She could not help but feel nauseated.
The door was opened again, and the men dragged the corpses out to be buried.
"You guys may have the rest, I'll wait for you outside for two minutes." He then exited.
The bunch of people split the remaining blood amongst themselves and began indulging ferociously in their bloody feast, as if it was the best delicacy in the world.
The man then brought the bunch of people away from the place. Fan Shixin and An Xiaoning then decided to split up. Fan Shixin followed the man while An Xiaoning continued to remain in the empty mansion.
She guided herself toward the wooden house with a torchlight and pushed the door open.
As soon as the door opened with a creak, her senses were attacked by the metallic odor of blood. Unable to curb her queasiness, she threw up immediately.
