The moon was completely blocked by the dark clouds and the main hall of the coffin house appeared as ghastly as the temple of the king of hell.

Qiu Yu ducked his head instinctively, despite him not being superstitious about the existence of spirits. He could not help but feel crept out in his heart just by standing there.

What made him speechless was the fact that Lin Mengya, who was supposed to be a frail lady, did not have any reactions of fear.

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