The servants spoke with indistinct words, still immersed in the horrifying scene they had just witnessed, unable to move on.
"Isn't it just blood? What's there to make a fuss about, it's all useless rubbish. Everyone, follow me; Shiyu must be inside." Despite his initial shock, Ye Qilan, accustomed to such sights, led the way towards the storeroom.
Those with less courage lagged behind while those bolder closely followed Ye Qilan to see the excitement. They all wanted to know what Cao Shiyu had done in the storeroom and who had taken Cao Shiyu there.
Someone particularly sensitive suddenly recalled the letter from yesterday that reeked of corpse odor. The letter had stated that Ye Qilan would go to meet Cao Shiyu last night to reminisce.
If Cao Shiyu ended up in the storeroom, could Ye Qilan be responsible?
The thought sent chills down their spines.
In the clear light of day, it felt like encountering a ghost, making everyone feel cold all over.
