Qingli Fei Family.
"Cough cough..."
Inside the flower hall, a fit of violent coughing echoes.
"Family Head? I'm coming in."
Fei Wu enters the flower hall, shivering involuntarily.
Even though he is now at the eighth level of Qi Sensing, capable of Body Flight and protecting himself with Gang Qi, he still can't help but feel a bit creepy the moment he steps into the hall.
The light in the flower hall is dim, colorful paper figures stand all around, some missing arms, some lacking a leg, some with half a face gone, yet their cheeks remain vividly rouged.
Tee-hee...
In the breeze, a child's laughter is heard from somewhere.
The light flickers, making the faces of the paper figures eerily unstable.
There are paper tigers and paper wolves gazing around...
In a trance, Fei Wu almost thinks he's stumbled into some demon lair, surrounded by monsters and specters.
