"Captain, what do you think lies at the end of those stairs? Those recurring supernatural phenomena from earlier seemed to be guiding us inside."
On the third floor of the old house, Huang Ziya toyed with the thick black hair before her, her gaze fixed on the narrow, dim staircase.
Driven by curiosity, she felt an urge to explore what lay within.
"Zhang Qing, the Ghost Tamer in the wheelchair, Wan Tong, codenamed Ghost Collision Person, and Liu Baimu all went inside. I have a feeling there's tremendous danger in there. I don't want to take that risk just to kill those people. Let's stop here, go back and inform Wang Chaling, then leave Dadong City."
"After all, Dachang City is our territory. It wouldn't be good for everyone to stay away for too long."
Yang Jian began leaving with Liu Baimu's headless corpse.
He needed this headless body to announce to the supernatural circle that Liu Baimu, cursed by the pendulum clock, had already been killed by him.
Everyone nodded. They had no objections to the decision.
At once, they all began withdrawing from the old house.
However, when they returned to the first floor, Huang Ziya said again, "Captain, this is strange. Li Yang's signal is here, but there's no sign of him."
"Keep texting him and tell him to leave the old house. He's probably already lost. After the pendulum clock rang, time inside the old house was disrupted. Any supernatural force could affect the clock's reset. The signal might be correct, but he isn't in this time period," Yang Jian said.
"I'll send him a message right away." Huang Ziya began typing a text to Li Yang.
But at that moment, dull impacts echoed through the old house again. It sounded like walls were collapsing, and