After Lin Mengya saw the hesitation in Zhu Yan's eyes, her lips curled up into a bizarre, chilling smile.

She stretched out her slender and delicate hand to go over the network of red veins on the stone slabs.

"Looks, these contain the blood of those girls. Can you imagine their immense grievances that even these stones had become spirits?"

Lin Mengya spouted nonsense while keeping a straight face. The stone slabs had been constantly immersed in blood, ...