"Ah!!!!"
A piercing scream nearly cut through the entire corridor.
Song Taishan and his colleagues were startled, hastily exiting just before the elevator door closed.
"What's that sound, what happened?"
Song Taishan approached Jiangli with a puzzled look and asked.
Jiangli smiled mysteriously, "Why not go and listen for yourself?"
At the sight of Jiangli's smile, Song Taishan felt a chill down his spine, his intuition telling him that whenever the Abbot smiled like that, it could only mean trouble.
Song Taishan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, pressed his lips downward, kept his composure, raised his alertness, and led the others to Shen Miao's home.
Seeing them head over, Xia Xin asked Jiangli in a low voice while following beside him, "Ancestor, shall we go and have a look too?"
Jiangli raised an eyebrow: "Of course, it's a waste not to watch when there is excitement."
Xia Xin: "..."
