The people outside the paper doors stood perfectly still, making no sound, like stone statues lined up at the entrance.
The director took a deep breath and called out to them. There was still no response from outside.
Someone in the room couldn't hold back a whimper and said something in a frightened voice.
The director snapped at them in a low voice, then turned back to speak to the people outside.
Across the room, the sky was beginning to brighten. The sun was just coming up.
Sunlight spread across the windows, as if to drive away the evil spirits.
The silhouettes outside the paper doors slowly faded away, as if they had never been there.
The director called out again, but no one answered.
After a brief discussion, the director took the initiative and approached the paper doors, carefully sliding them open.
Rustle...
The doors slid open, revealing an empty hallway.
The director stepped outside and called out twice. Footsteps sounded from the other end of the hallway.
Everyone held their breath.
The director turned to look down the hallway, a wary expression on their face. But after exchanging a few words with the newcomer, they relaxed completely.
The person came to the doorway, too. It was a crew member, looking as if they had just woken up. They nodded to the people in the room and greeted them politely.
Bian Sijun let out a breath. It seemed there was nothing wrong with what the person had said.
But I could see the dark aura around them.
The ghost was still there. More precisely, it had never left.
I looked at "Han Ji."
"Han Ji" seemed perfectly at ease and in no hurry to act.
I glanced at Nantian and thought it would be simplest to take the brat