Arriving at Su Bingshan's residence, the door to Su Bingshan's room was unlocked and Zhu Bufan pushed it open to enter. There was no one inside, not even little Yan, and the room was pitch black. In the dim room, a pale, white curtain swayed back and forth, giving off an indescribable creepy feeling.
Zhu Bufan wanted to turn on the light, but a weak voice came from the bed, "Zhu Bufan, don't turn on the light, I'm afraid of light!"
Zhu Bufan immediately withdrew his hand, feeling a sudden pang of unease in his heart. How could Su, with so much Yin Cold Energy enveloping her, not fear the light of day but be frightened of lamp light? What was really going on?
The gloom made it feel as though ghosts were present - it was truly spine-chilling.
Zhu Bufan was only thinking to himself and wasn't truly frightened. After all, he was in a bustling office building; even if he were left alone in a rarely trodden cave, he wouldn't feel the slightest fear.
