"It seems that Xia Yang learned a lot from Situ An; he didn't tell me everything." Gao Ming stepped on the flesh paste on the floor and walked to the side of the Blood Gate.
A world apart, separated by a door.
"Don't touch it, let me do it." Zhang Ding flung his hand forward, and a torrent of water burst the door open. Both of them saw the corridor behind the door made of shadows and blood stains: "This door is heavily damaged; it must have been brought back from somewhere else by Situ An and transformed into a 'secret chamber' to store wealth."
"A broken door..." The original state of the Blood Gate was obscured by the living, Gao Ming could only see the new investigators on the door panel; he could imagine the cruel things they had encountered: "This world is evolving towards increasingly weirder directions; more absurd and bizarre things may appear in the future."
