"Have a wonderful evening."
With that, the middle-aged man turned and left.
Once the door had shut, Ye Lin listened to the bursts of howling outside, then looked at the blood-red light streaming in from beyond. For a moment, he was speechless.
This was called... a wonderful evening?
"These guys seem to all be heading toward the same place."
Ye Lin stuck his head out and muttered as he looked down at the street below.
Following the street with his gaze all the way to its end, he immediately discovered a strange altar standing in the distance.
Countless figures stood around the altar. They silently surrounded it, their eyes glowing red, the crimson light intertwining with one another.
Ye Lin simply watched in silence.
These buildings could not obstruct the sight of a Daluo Golden Immortal at all, which was why Ye Lin could see the altar at the very center with a single glance.
"What exactly are these people doing?"
Though Ye Lin's curiosity was burning fiercely, he had no intention whatsoever of leaving his room to take a look.
No matter how strong his curiosity was, Ye Lin refused to go out this time. He would not involve himself in anything; he would just watch quietly.
Once dawn came tomorrow, he only needed to leave this place.
Yet the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Lin.
"Come on, let's go see what's happening over there. It looks really interesting."
Zhang Ling'er stood excitedly by the window, speaking to Ye Lin.
"Didn't you hear what the innkeeper said? Don't go out at night. Stay quietly in your own room."
Ye Lin looked utterly speechless. Then he slowly closed his eyes, completely ignoring Zhang Ling'er before him.
"If you won't go, I'll go by myself."
Seeing