"Strange, where did they hide? Why can't we find them?"
"I clearly saw them here just now, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye!"
"It's really spooky!"
Hiding behind the stone wall, Jia Lan looked in shock at the female beside him. He opened his mouth to say something but seeing the figures searching not far away, he swallowed his question back down.
The young man's slender hand tightly grasped hers, the knuckles slightly white. Even though his face was calm and indifferent, Shen Tang could sense his spirit was highly tense, like an arrow on the string.
Shen Tang also squeezed his hand back forcefully, as if to comfort or advise him, gently shaking her head, signaling him not to be impulsive.
Being with Shen Tang was like a lost sailboat in a storm finding a harbor to dock, Jia Lan's tense body slightly relaxed, and he asked in a very low voice, "…Why did you come."
