The long story of Zheng Yuan Road had just ended when the glass windows in the meeting hall began to shake violently, followed by a loud cracking sound.
Shattered glass fell onto the stone floor, producing a clear and pleasant sound, but everyone in the meeting room was trembling.
"Haunting... haunting... Everyone, run!" someone shuddered.
A group of timid individuals, realizing the dire situation, quickly hurried, preparing to dash out of the meeting hall, eager to leave this cursed place.
Thus, hundreds of impatient people charged towards the exit, screaming and shouting in the massive hall.
Many young people were knocked over, crying loudly, yet their descendants ignored them and ran for their lives.
Despite Daoist Zheng Yuan and others' efforts to calm the crowd, hoping they could evacuate orderly,
who would pay attention to him in such a life-and-death moment? It's haunting! This is no joke!
