C525 The Janitor of the Funeral Parlor

Lu Zifeng walked up the steps covered in ice. He didn't know why, but it seemed like something was calling for him.

This was a world of ice, but there was still light, and deep blue light was reflected everywhere.

Lu Zifeng didn't feel cold. To be more precise, he just climbed up instinctively.

After an unknown amount of time