Chen Ming stepped towards the small building.
As he passed by Thousand Faces, he opened the door to the small building and asked: "What do you want to do?"
Thousand Faces sidestepped Chen Ming, walked ahead of him, and said, "Just to show you my past, tell you what you will face. I've already died, there's no need to be wary of a dead person, right?"
"You don't seem like a dead person."
"Feel closely and you'll realize I truly am dead."
Chen Ming said no more and entered the small building.
And filthy, was the first impression the small building gave him.
Stains everywhere and furniture arranged chaotically without any signs of cleaning cluttered the ground floor.
Thousand Faces also showed some disgust in his eyes upon seeing these things, leading Chen Ming straight up to the attic.
As they passed the stairwell, Chen Ming could see the second and third floors had several different types of card tables.
