C325 They Ran Faster than Rabbits

As we walked further in, the sunlight filtering through the stone walls refracted into pink halos.

Wang Tao's scalp tingled at the sight. The pink glow eerily resembled the light one might see when walking into a back room after a hair wash.

The wind whispered through the crumbling structures, carrying with it a saccharine melody.

It was like a lover's call