Annan could not feel fear at all.
Therefore, he did not hesitate and just kept moving forward.
But this time, as he had walked halfway, the chandelier right above him suddenly swung violently.
It was as if it was stirred by the wind.
The chandelier creaked as it swayed back and forth, emitting a sharp, grating sound that set one's teeth on edge.
Annan paused slightly, then continued to walk forward.
Five steps, six steps... seven steps!
As he took the seventh step, Annan heard the unmistakable sound of a breaking chain.
Amidst the clanging noise of the chains being pulled, the chandelier behind him suddenly fell, crashing to the floor and shattering!
Annan distinctly felt a gust of wind from behind as if something made of wire, or something else, had scraped against his back.
He abruptly felt a fiery pain on his back... He didn't need to touch it to know that he had definitely started bleeding.
But he still did not turn around.
