The car arrived at Yujing Manor.
Qiao Yuxian looked towards the manor.
Yujing Manor covers over 300,000 square meters, with an overall black architecture.
Just a glance gives a strong sense of oppression, mystery, and solemnity.
It was nighttime, and the entire exterior of the manor was brightly lit, shrouded in warm yellow lights.
But these gentle lights did not diminish the oppressive, mysterious feeling of the manor in the slightest; instead, the contrast made this feeling even more pronounced.
Qiao Yuxian wondered if it was because she'd been reading too many novels lately.
She felt the manor before her seemed like a demonic realm, housing a great demon who devours people without leaving any bones.
And these lights seemed to be guiding the souls.
The car stopped at the entrance, and Qiao Yuxian wanted to get out of the car.
But Gu Yanjing held her hand, preventing her from moving.
Qiao Yuxian looked at him with confusion.
Gu Yanjing gave her a reassuring look.
