The Old Mansion's main hall.
The instant they stepped into the hall, Ning Rongrong and Yu Tianheng both stopped breathing.
In the dim light, on a Redwood Grand Chair on the left side of the hall.
An old man in a black, front-fastening burial robe sat motionless.
But the instant Ning Rongrong saw him, the dormant Ghost Skin inside her trembled as never before!
Yu Tianheng's hair stood on end.
Don't get close! Whatever you do, don't touch him!
That was the only thought that rose in both their minds.
Ning Rongrong held her breath and lightened her steps, keeping her body almost pressed against the wall on the right as she slowly skirted the area where the old man sat.
Yu Tianheng did the same, not daring to breathe loudly as he followed closely behind her.
Passing through the hall, they reached the Old Mansion's rear courtyard.
The rooms here stood in a row, their wooden doors weathered and peeling.
Rather than opening doors at random, Ning Rongrong followed the faint pull of the Sheepskin Paper and stopped before what looked like a side room.
She gently pushed the door open.
The smell of rotting rouge filled the room.
By the faint light, Ning Rongrong quickly scanned her surroundings.
There was an old Canopy Bed and a dust-covered Vanity Table, both exuding an eerie sense of redness.
Ning Rongrong cautiously approached the Vanity Table and examined it.
Taking hold of the drawer's handle, she felt a strange resistance.
Still, she forced it open, revealing several red, antique-style objects scattered inside.
These objects resembled things from the Douluo Continent and looked completely out of place in this modern society.
"One of these must be the red object the Ghost Cabinet wants. Looks like the Sheepskin Paper really didn't lie to