"Excuse me, where is the Li Family?"
He headed out into the streets.
The Sky Cave was still enveloped in eternal darkness.
Lin Fan walked westward, asking about the direction to the Li Family.
Finally, guided by others, he arrived in front of a quiet, secluded courtyard.
"Something's not right, there's a smell of blood."
Just as Zhao Jiaqi was about to knock on the door,
Lin Fan grabbed her wrist.
With his extensive battlefield experience, he was particularly sensitive to the scent of blood.
Even if it was just a faint whiff in the air,
it couldn't escape his nose.
"It's so quiet; could something have happened?"
Zhao Jiaqi was startled.
She quickly listened attentively.
In the vast courtyard, there was not a single sound.
But through the ancient door,
lights could vaguely be seen inside.
"Don't go through the door; be wary of traps. Let's climb over the wall."
Sensing that something was amiss, Lin Fan,
