"Boss, we better not open for business tonight; there's something ominous in the air." I sensed what might happen next and warned Chen Decheng.
The snake swarm at the door had an abrupt change.
Their thrashing tails began to intertwine with each other.
The air was filled with an odd scent, like earth and blood, like the sweet fragrance of rotting fruit…
In the pitch-black night sky, the bright moon hung high.
The moonlight fell on the reflective snake scales, making them look all the more sinister.
Chen Decheng, his upper and lower teeth clashing from fear, said, "Who would do business at a time like this? No one dares to come near the restaurant; these snakes won't get inside, will they? Why are they doing this at our shop's entrance?"
"Don't worry too much; the ground has a formation drawn by me and Yu Rongling." I comforted Chen Decheng, as he was just an ordinary person; witnessing such a frightening scene must have already caused a psychological shadow.
