Thud, thud.
The sound of footsteps came from the staircase, quiet and faint.
Hu Yue's gaze shifted from the Resentful Snow to the staircase, as his body constantly moved backward, pressing against the wall.
A light orange garment appeared at the top of the stairs, followed slowly by the crushed face of Xiao Li, who then turned her head to look at Hu Yue's somewhat pale face.
"Brother, have you seen my rubber ball?" Xiao Li's voice echoed on the second floor of the Memorial Hall.
Hu Yue felt his heartbeat accelerate wildly, sensing that he was in extreme danger. He glanced left and right, looking for a way to escape, but there was only one staircase, and, although they were only on the second floor, there wasn't a window he could use to jump out of the Memorial Hall.
Xiao Li took step by step towards Hu Yue, her movements neither hurried nor slow.
