C40 Hall of Souls
The mourning hall ahead seems to have been specially set up for me.
Why is that?
A gust of night wind blew, and the candle flame in the mourning hall flickered, flickering from time to time.
I felt a bone-piercing chill. I stared at the huge, pitch-black coffin in the center of the mourning hall and my heart sank. The photo of Hu Zi that Wei Hai showed me earlier was like a photo left behind