Time ticked by, quickly reaching midnight.
Those guards posted in the courtyard were still on high alert, not daring to be careless at all.
All of them were tense and showing signs of fatigue. A slight rustle of the wind would scare them.
Like startled birds!
"Do ghosts really exist in this world?"
"My hands and feet feel cold now, and my back feels chilled."
"Stop talking, your words are making me even more scared."
Several guards gathered together, feeling it was a bit safer this way.
Mo Ying was hiding in the shadows, observing, thinking it was about time to scare them again.
As luck would have it, a gust of cold wind blew at that moment.
Mo Ying silently appeared, drifting past the guards.
"Ah, there's really a ghost!"
The guards panicked, running frantically in all directions, none daring to stand still.
Accompanied by the gusts of eerie wind, making them even more anxious and uneasy.
