She had a feeling that as long as the red fabric on the plaque was lifted, all the truth would be revealed.
Xiu Xi also had the same thought, but just as he was about to step forward, he felt a sudden chilling breeze at the door, something approaching from that direction.
Jiaojiao seemed to sense it too, suddenly raising her head to look towards the door, her pupils suddenly enlarging.
Feng Nianian!
Right now, Feng Nianian was a person, but at this moment, at this time, she stood at the door, her clothes fluttering with the eerie breeze. Jiaojiao was already quite afraid of her, and now she was so terrified that her scalp tingled and tightened.
Feng Nianian stood at the door, her pitch-black eyes void of any emotion, just staring at them with a vacant gaze, the corners of her mouth slowly curling upward.
