"It truly sounds absurd..."
Dark clouds seemed to gather in Wang Ye's heart as he felt that the situation in the Capital City had become rather complicated.
When he had left the Capital, he had already heard such rumors that dead people had been seen in many places.
By the time he arrived in Lyuzhou, he had witnessed Chen Qing's methods and the reappearance of the dead no longer seemed unusual. After all, in Lyuzhou nowadays, if one opened their Spirit Eye, the streets were filled with the souls of the deceased, and Zhou Haitao, who managed Lyuzhou's affairs, would occasionally play chess and drink tea with the local leader of the dead.
But this time, it felt different from what he had sensed from Chen Qing.
The old steward who had spoken to him at noon had seemed normal at the time, but now that people around him mentioned the steward was dead, for some reason, a chilling feeling surged in his heart, as though he was being targeted by something sinister.
