Every house in the village was closed shut, and all survivors seemed to be resting after another laborious day. Although a lot of people lived in the village, nobody was awake after midnight. It was so quiet outside that an outsider would think it was an abandoned village.
It was so strange!
Wangcai was so tense with the weird atmosphere that it breathed with great difficulty. It stayed in Chu Han's pockets, and its two feet were clutching on the cloth tightly.
Contrary to the agitated and scared Wangcai, Chu Han was incredibly calm. But his eyes emitted a cold glint which could not be ignored.
