C2988 Deranged Ideal

There was a rustling sound in the dark forest, which was the sound of dancing leaves. Occasionally, there would be the sound of owls, making the small forest seem more eerie and scary, but in the small house's powerful aura, the small forest seemed more peaceful, because the small house was the source of the darkness.

Yang Ping looked outside and said, "Come in," but there was no response