Manor Master!
Just as the Prisoner Man was about to escape, a mysterious force imprisoned him in place, instantly filling him with panic.
"Senior!"
"This subordinate did not mean to offend!"
"It's just..."
"Ah!"
Before he finished speaking, the Prisoner Man's left leg snapped with a crack, breaking on the spot.
Agony struck.
The man let out a shrill scream.
The words he wanted to continue speaking were abruptly cut off.
"I don't like sophistry; it makes me feel like I am being deceived," a bland voice came.
The large villa in the center of the farm.
Lights suddenly turned on.
Inside the previously pitch-black windows, the lights were like beating phantoms, with specks of green light projecting onto the dust-covered glass, reflecting the outlines of lifelike human faces.
These human faces had their eyes tightly closed, their expressions ferocious and distorted.
They looked like corpses that had suffered torture before dying, their pain unpacified even in death.
Vicious Ghosts!
All of them were Vicious Ghosts!
Every window had a Vicious Ghost, and they also guarded this ancient villa. Anyone wanting to enter through a window would suffer a terrifying attack.
As for the real entrance.
A gentle orange-yellow light shone in front of that heavy Wooden Door.
Two oil lamps.
Were suspended on the upper sides of both sides of the door.
On the doorknob.
The ancient human head reliefs seemed to be more than just reliefs, because the moment the lights turned on, they gently lifted their heads, revealing a malicious smile in their hollow gazes.
But the smile vanished immediately.
And returned to normal.
"Creak!"
The heavy Wooden Door was pushed open bit by bit.
Making a teeth-gritting sound.
A tall figure slowly walked out from inside the door, gradually revealing a majestic Square-faced Man.
"Gong..."
"Old