"..."
In the moment the light provided by Su Jieyi vanished, Bai Yanliang felt his left arm being grabbed.
Xu Zhifei seemed to have become quite adept at this action.
Bai Yanliang didn't stop Su Jieyi, after all, he couldn't guarantee that his choice would be the right one either.
No one can help another make choices, especially when life is at stake.
Su Jieyi chose to run outside; it didn't necessarily mean she would die.
On the contrary, if that unknown thing were to pass by the door and open it to come inside, Bai Yanliang and the others, with nowhere to escape, would truly be doomed.
But... if Bai Yanliang's guess was correct, even if that monster opened the door, its probability of entering this space would only be fifty percent.
Fog Gathering is a place where the odds of survival are one in ten.
Fifty percent was already very much worth the gamble.
"Clack—"
Bai Yanliang turned on the light again.
