Outside the gate.
A gentle night wind swept through, causing the lush vines on the wall to collide with each other, creating a continuous rustling sound.
The Door Gods on the talisman board were silent, just like the dark blue metal door.
Ghent and Yulei stood firm, staring straight ahead with an imposing aura, while the golden-eyed white-haired tiger squatted beside Yulei, its tail curled in front, glaring at the two guests who "remembered something amusing," with a hostile gaze.
Zheng Qing suspected that next time he came, this white-haired tiger would make things difficult for him.
Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind, as most of his attention was on the last words of Doctor Du Zemu—"Like a forbidden curse"—was he deliberate, or accidental? Or was he probing something?
Distracted by these thoughts, he hardly noticed Doctor Du Zemu walking a few more steps forward after sending them off.
Until Jiang Yulian's voice stopped him.
