Nicholas's tone was somewhat displeased.
Fortunately, in this world, almost no one knew him anymore; otherwise, even if they dared not show it on their faces, they would surely laugh at him heartily in their hearts because of this.
He thought, hugging Gu Shengyin and suddenly stood up.
"I'll show you a good show."
In an instant, Gu Shengyin felt the scene before her change.
As she opened her eyes again, she found herself unexpectedly in the high sky.
Yes, she was being held by Nicholas, the two of them standing suspended in mid-air.
Nicholas looked at her and asked, "Are you not afraid?"
Gu Shengyin shook her head: "No, I think this feeling is wonderful."
Nicholas laughed: Truly his bride, ordinary people would be scared to tears in such a scene, but she remained so calm.
He turned his head, looking at the ominous swirling black fog below, the whole castle old and decayed, a touch of disgust flashing in his eyes.
His place had been turned into this state by those ghosts.
