In a nondescript storeroom within the mall.
The light from several cellphones flickered on, and everyone inside held their breath, their faces pale and etched with terror.
They were Boss Tang, Master Luo, Manager Li, Elder Sister Li, and others,
And there was one very special person, Yan Li.
Yan Li's face was particularly ghastly right now. He stared at the door in front of him, smeared with bright red blood. The blood, congealed and unmoving, looked like it was seeping out from within the door, continuously dripping with blood.
Blood had pooled on the floor, forming a sizable stain.
"The noise has stopped; it seems that ghost can't get in for the moment."
At that moment, Yan Li breathed a huge sigh of relief. He looked at his hands covered in blood, his expression far from good.
"Master, master, we're safe now, right?" Boss Tang asked, still in shock.
