"It's the almighty Lord Black Impermanence!"
Old Lady Jiang naturally didn't believe this nonsense, and she asked Jiang Chuan again, "What kind of ghost-talk is this? Who exactly was it?"
Jiang Chuan was already too scared to speak.
Seeing that no words could be gotten out of him, Old Lady Jiang called a few servants over, "You all go up there and take a look."
A group of them went up together.
They returned in less than two minutes.
"Old Madam, there's no one upstairs."
Upon hearing this, everyone was puzzled.
Someone asked, "How is that possible? The exits were all blocked, could the person have flown away?"
Eyes were everywhere, could someone really sprout wings and fly?
