"What was that sound?"
White Hair narrowed his eyes, instantly on guard.
Could there be rats in these ruins?
Given how absurd these ruins were... even the snakes outside were a hundred to a hundred and fifty feet long. The rats had to weigh at least several tons.
At that thought, Young Master Yin's face started turning green.
Gulp.
I'm so skinny, with barely any meat on me. Don't eat me later.
White Hair rose to turn around for a look, but the instant he stood up, the creaking sound disappeared.
Why did it stop?
Didn't it know how unsettled I was right now?
But his curiosity remained. With the fearless spirit of not courting death unless he wanted to die, White Hair still craned his neck and glanced behind him.
His gaze passed over the massive boulder.
Within the golden pillar of light, those eyes were staring straight at him.
Those two pairs of eyes clearly grew on human faces, yet they were nothing like human eyes. Their gazes were blank, but they filled him with bone-chilling dread.
Their suits were splattered with blood...
At the two men's feet lay a corpse, its belly torn open and its flesh mangled beyond recognition.
Under their stares, White Hair calmly looked at their feet, then at the corners of their mouths.
Clearly, he had interrupted their meal.
"Um... hi. Good... evening."
White Hair forced out a smile uglier than crying and tried to wave.
They did not react.
"Well, you two Big Brothers carry on. It's a lovely night, so I'm going for a walk, hahaha... goodbye!"
After saying that, White Hair abruptly pulled his head back.
A chill surged from his stomach to his throat, accompanied by overwhelming nausea.
What the hell were these things he kept running into?
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