The Scum of All Scum

When the knocking sounded at the Wooden House's door, the inside of the Wooden House fell into dead silence in an instant.

In an environment like this, no one would think that the person knocking at the door was a Player.

The moment the knocking began, Nurarihyon, who was sitting on the floor facing the door with a Katana in his arms, abruptly opened his eyes and gripped the hilt. His body leaned slightly forward, like a leopard poised to pounce.

Meanwhile, the knocking continued.

Compared to before, however, the knocking now sounded far more hurried.

SpiritMist narrowed her eyes slightly. Standing guard beside the hospital bed, she silently removed an Iron Rod from it. With a single swipe across the broken end, the rough cross-section instantly turned into thorns, their tips gleaming with a sharp layer of Golden Light.

As for the Iron Rod she had brought from the Yacht at the very beginning, she had lost it during the earlier hunt.

--[Knight Does Not Die Empty-Handed].

While she was preparing, perhaps because no one had come to open the door, the knocking outside grew increasingly impatient. The force behind each knock became heavier and heavier.

At this point, Mountainside Li had also risen to his feet, a string of Prayer Beads silently appearing in his hand.

As soon as the Prayer Beads appeared, a faint scent of sandalwood spread through the Wooden House, involuntarily calming everyone's hearts.

Faced with this uninvited visitor that had arrived from the darkness, the three of them each made their response at once.

Then, at this tense, hair-trigger moment, Bai Zhi walked forward with a slightly speechless expression and decisively opened the door.

Outside, there was nothing.

The instant he opened the door, the knocking vanished as well. After a moment,