The next day.
Huo Ling helplessly watched Zhou Cheng, Peng Qian, Rourou and Lian Xiang spook themselves after they, together with Huo Huainan, Huo Zichu, Zhang Jun and Yang Jie, entered a dim and cold hallway filled with life-sized and life-like statues.
"T-they… they won't… they won't suddenly move and jump to seize us, right?" Lian Xiang asked, her voice shaking and is filled with fear as she held her breath when she passed by a statue and her shoulder almost bumped into it because of the narrow path.
She released her breath after seeing that only the tip of her sleeve slightly grazed the arm of the statue.
"It… it couldn't be… right?" Rourou asked. She tried to make her voice sound cheerful, but it just sounded awful since it sounded shaky.
