No voices could be heard, nor was there the slightest sign of light. From the outside, it looked completely deserted, bleak and desolate, as if no one had lived there for years.
Wu Sidu stopped and looked up at the residence that held countless memories of her childhood. Her expression was complicated—nostalgia, grief, and an even deeper, bone-deep hatred.
She drew in a breath of cool night air, her voice trembling slightly.
"We're here. This... is my home."
She paused, her tone filled with the bleakness of how everything had changed.
"My former home."
She reached out with a faintly trembling hand and gently touched the icy gate, as though she could feel the warmth of the past through the wood.
Then, she applied a little force with her hand, preparing to push open the gate that separated the past from the present.
"Wait!"
"Hold on!"
Lu Jun and Gu Yue Na spoke almost at the same time. One stood on each side of Wu Sidu, and both reached out to press down on her shoulders, stopping her.
Wu Sidu turned back in astonishment, her face draining of color.
"What is it? Don't tell me there's... someone inside?"
She found it hard to believe. How could anyone still be in this home of hers, long abandoned and once soaked in blood?
But her mind worked quickly. Seeing the grave expressions on Lu Jun and Gu Yue Na's faces, a terrifying thought flashed through her mind, and a trace of fear entered her voice.
"If there are people in my house, then doesn't that mean... they're from the Green Skull Organization?!"
"Not certain, but they're probably no good."
Lu Jun shrugged, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared into the residence and lowered his voice.
"Nana