Noises erupted from the first-floor living room, rapidly spreading through the entire inn.
Hasty footsteps, shouts, and cries mixed together, but were soon drowned out by the wind howling outside.
The windows in the corridor had been shattered by the fierce winds.
The sound Fatty had just heard was a window breaking.
At that moment, a violent wind, carrying a downpour, swept through the entire corridor. People temporarily resting there screamed and ran towards the staircase. The doors at the stairwell were continuously blown open and slammed shut by the gusts, striking the walls and making a considerable racket.
Heart pounding, Fatty peeked through the peephole. "The entire city has lost power—is it temporary?"
Gu Mian shook his head. "I'm afraid not."
Just then, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed, striking near the roof of their dilapidated building and making Fatty tremble.
