The yin wind howled.
The luxurious manor seemed to have suddenly lost its color, as if decades had passed in the blink of an eye. Before their eyes, it became dilapidated and covered with cobwebs.
No more glory!
Underworld souls, emanating intense cold air, drilled out from the roof, ground, and walls, their eyes full of insatiable hunger as they looked at everyone present.
"Ah!"
"Ghost!"
In an instant.
The maid beside Lord Yan turned pale, screaming incessantly.
When her gaze fell on the food she had just eaten, she screamed even more, bending over and retching uncontrollably.
Only to see that the once beautiful fruits and pastries, when stripped of their disguise, were revealed to be clusters of maggots, dried leaves, and heaps of mud.
Just the thought of swallowing such things...
Her stomach turned instantly.
"Peng!"
Guard Gong kicked the table in front of him, a surge of evil qi flowing from his brow, his expression grave:
"I knew you had a problem!"
