Upon hearing this, some timid ladies in the boudoir started crying out of fear.
The other young gentlemen quickly shouted their classmates' names into the darkness.
However, they received no response.
Fang Youzhen got anxious: "Wu She! Did you hear that? What happened?"
Fang Wushen didn't reply either.
This was not good.
Fang Youzhen quickly rushed forward.
The Third Young Master grabbed her: "It's too dark, we could get hurt if we go too."
Feng Fuce said directly: "There are some discarded torches on the ground outside; if lit with flint, they can last for thirty minutes."
After he spoke, the Third Young Master and a few other gentlemen hurriedly went to the courtyard to pick up some torches.
Once lit, the light made the deep, dark passageway seem less terrifying.
They went forward together as a group.
Feng Fuce originally thought that with Bai Zhi'er being drunk, she might not walk steadily and fall, so he didn't want to take her along.
