Even Cang Xiaoxuan reacted like this; Steward Lu beside her was in an even worse state. His face had gone deathly pale, and his whole body had begun trembling uncontrollably.
"My father... why is my life so miserable... You... and her... why are you treating me like this?! Why... I won't accept this... I won't accept it..."
The chilling voice rang out again and again. It seemed... not to enter through their ears, but to strike directly at their souls. An icy chill spread from head to toe.
Then... a terrifying figure appeared directly in the doorway.
It was a man dressed in white, the kind of clothing ancient people specifically wore for the dead. He was not standing on the ground; his feet floated in midair... His long hair hung loose, and horrifying bloodstains ran from the top of his head down across his face.
The terrifying Vengeful Ghost floated in the doorway, staring gloomily at the people in the room. However, its gaze was mainly fixed on Steward Lu.
What was interesting was that, if one ignored its horrifying appearance and bloody traces, this Vengeful Ghost actually looked remarkably similar to Steward Lu.
By now, Steward Lu had completely collapsed onto the floor. Looking at the terrifying evil ghost in the air, his mouth hung wide open, unable to close, his face frozen in shock.
He had never expected that this evil ghost was none other than his only son, who had died.
"This is actually Steward Lu's son? And his son turned into an evil ghost to seek revenge on his own father? What's going on?"
What should have been a terrifying scene suddenly did not seem so frightening to Cang Xiaoxuan anymore. Had this gone from a horror film to a mystery film?
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