On this staircase that wasn't particularly long, Gu Shengyin encountered several obstacles.
Those ghosts seemed like they didn't want them to go upstairs at all.
Though Gu Shengyin felt a bit tense, her hope grew stronger inside her.
In her view, the more the ghosts acted that way, the more it suggested that there might be something incredible upstairs.
Finally, they stepped onto the last stair leading to the second floor.
Gu Shengyin let out a sigh of relief.
She glanced towards the long and old corridor.
With just one look, her heart sank.
At the end of the corridor, an old lady with a face full of wrinkles was staring at them expressionlessly.
The old lady didn't exude an eerie ghostly aura; she wore a sophisticated black gown, her expression harsh and severe, resembling the grand madams in period dramas.
However, appearing in such a place with such an outfit,
it was impossible for Gu Shengyin to believe she wasn't a ghost.
