"Thud!"
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
The sound was getting closer, from afar to the courtyard gate, and then from the gate into the yard. The noise was deep and muffled, like... like a zombie jumping.
Moreover, it headed straight for the room he was in.
Logically, the sound of jumping in the dead of night should be jarring enough to wake everyone, but let alone the other two rooms, even Yang Xiao and Nalan Shuo in the next room, separated by just a wall, showed no signs of waking.
His pupils slowly contracted, the uneasiness in his heart was validated; it was indeed coming for him. However, Xiang Fengchen didn't understand what he might have done wrong.
But there was no time to worry about these things. If he wanted to survive tonight, he would largely need to seek help. Far-off water won't quench immediate thirst, so he could not count on Chang Chuchu and the others; his only resources were Yang Xiao and Nalan Shuo.
