Inside the door was a space even larger than the previous hall, supported by wooden pillars. It was nothing like the dormitory Li Xiu had imagined; instead, it resembled a warehouse.
The reason for Li Xiu's drastic change in expression wasn't the sheer size of the space, but rather the rows upon rows of black wooden coffins filling the warehouse-like room, likely numbering in the thousands.
This was certainly no little girl's boudoir. Calling it a mortuary would be flattering it; even mortuaries wouldn't contain so many coffins. Besides, why would there be so many coffins on a ship?
"Do you live here?" Li Xiu asked Xiaoyue, looking at her with a strange expression.
If Xiaoyue lived in such a place, then was she human or ghost?
"Yes... that's where I sleep..." Xiaoyue walked to a coffin near the door, its lid partially ajar, and said bashfully, "It's the first time someone wanted to see where we live, so it's a bit embarrassing."
