The other party seemed to hesitate over whether to come in, pacing back and forth outside the pitch-black temple gate.
Chen Quanyong sensed something was wrong and shouted, "Who's out there?!"
At his shout, the footsteps outside immediately fled at top speed. But right afterward, a scream rang out, and they could faintly hear someone crying, "Help! Help!"
Mark and Chen Quanyong both stood up, feeling somewhat uncertain.
"Could this be a Tiger Wraith—the kind that serves a tiger?" Chen Quanyong guessed after thinking it over.
Mark frowned. "What abilities does a Tiger Wraith have?"
"A Tiger Wraith comes out at night and usually wanders around outside a house. If someone inside calls out or opens the door, it vanishes like a gust of wind. But right afterward, cries for help will come from outside. If anyone dares to go rescue the person, they often never return." Chen Quanyong explained.
After hearing this, Mark could not help complaining, "Brother Chen, everything you described seems to match. The thing pacing outside just now was probably a Tiger Wraith. But are there really ghosts in this world?"
Previously, they had thought the Ghost Bride was a ghost, but it had turned out to be a Snail Serpent. Could this Tiger Wraith also be something else entirely?
"I've never seen a ghost either, but I have seen zombies. I even killed one myself," Chen Quanyong replied.
At that moment, the cries for help gradually grew fainter before vanishing completely.
Neither Mark nor Chen Quanyong let down their guard. They continued staring at the entrance. After about ten minutes, they finally sat down again, and Chen Quanyong said, "That thing should be gone."
"Phew, I thought it was going to charge inside just now." Mark let out a sigh of relief.
Chen Quanyong smiled.