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"": "Zhang Yunxi strode to the hall entrance, shut the doors, and commanded in a low voice, "Light the candles."
Luo Bin quickly went over to the candlestand and lit the candles. Light filled the hall once more.
The Clay Statue remained unchanged, and the hall was empty.
A glance around revealed nothing that could even obstruct their view.
Luo Bin looked up at the roof beams but found nothing.
With one hand pressing against the knife hilt at his waist, Luo Bin walked behind the Clay Statue. There was no one there either.
Luo Bin stood rooted to the spot as his memories began to rewind.
That moment earlier had been too dark.
Even with Rewind, he could not see anything.
Luo Bin concentrated entirely on what he had heard.
Sure enough, he heard breathing, very close to his ear...
"There really was someone there just now, right beside us." Luo Bin looked at Zhang Yunxi and said gravely, "If there could be a Qin Ju in the Outer Field, there could be others here too. Better safe than sorry."
"If they aren't in the hall, did they slip outside while it was dark? We didn't check behind the Clay Statue at first." Zhang Yunxi remained at the entrance, his expression growing even grimmer.
"We shouldn't stay here long. Once the rain stops, we need to leave as soon as possible," Luo Bin said hoarsely.
Despite his words, the rain showed no sign of stopping anytime soon.
Luo Bin repeatedly inspected the roof beams, making certain he had overlooked nothing.
Zhang Yunxi slid the bolt into place to stop the wind from blowing the doors open again.
He did not return to the candlestand. Instead, he stayed by the doors, cautiously watching outside