Searching for him among the crowd thousands of times, suddenly turning back, that person was actually...
Sorry.
Wrong stage this time.
Already overwhelmed with a flurry of thoughts, seeing the Taoist nun standing outside suddenly caused Jiang Chen's heart to skip a beat.
He very much wanted to know something now.
How long had he been inside?
Their eyes met, only the light evening breeze blew past.
The street outside the haunted house was silent and awkward.
"Why are you here?"
At such times, one must not panic. Besides, the Taoist nun outside might not necessarily know what specifically happened inside.
When things are still uncertain, one should strive to think positively.
Just so happens.
Jiang Chen has never lacked an optimistic spirit.
After a brief moment of stagnation, he casually walked towards Tanki Liuli, while discreetly observing her expression.
Serene.
Calm.
Not much different from usual.
This secretly allowed Jiang Chen to breathe a sigh of relief.
