"Shen Mo, are you out yet?"
"There are people at the entrance to the ruins; they're about to go in!"
Just as Shen Mo was troubled by the Spirit Storage Rat's faint, Cao Ren's voice suddenly came through the talisman he carried.
"People are here?"
His face darkened, and he quickly asked through the talisman, "How many people are there?"
"More than twenty, all of them seem to be from the Ghost Corpse School. They are all wearing black robes and carrying coffins on their backs."
"I didn't dare get close. Judging by their appearance, they must be planning to search the ruins for treasure. You better not let them discover you."
"If there's a way to escape in the ruins, you'd best take it! Don't confront them directly; these people seem rather ruthless."
Over twenty disciples from the Ghost Corpse School?
A cold feeling settled in Shen Mo's heart. This could be a problem.
