Chu Xiaoran came back very late last night and was a bit frightened, so she hid in her room and went to sleep upon returning to the villa. While sleeping, she dreamt of Xiao Zheng wearing a white clown mask.
In her dream, she was in a desolate plain with sparse grass, under a gloomy sky with low-hanging dark clouds. The howling wind across the wilderness sounded like wailing ghosts, and it was utterly terrifying.
Chu Xiaoran felt a surge of intense fear in her heart, panicked and started running, but after only a few steps, she tripped over a tuft of grass and fell to the ground.
Just as Chu Xiaoran was preparing to stand up, suddenly, countless monsters appeared around her, with glowing green eyes and teeth flashing cold light.
They issued sinister roars and lunged at Chu Xiaoran with their claws outstretched.
Chu Xiaoran screamed in terror, feeling an icy chill in her heart, but at that moment, the mysterious person wearing the white clown mask suddenly descended from the sky.
