Zhong Mansion.
Su Ye and Zhou Liangcai walked through the residence.
"How is this possible?"
"How did the Zhong Family end up like this? Where is everyone?"
Zhou Liangcai stared at his surroundings, eyes wide, muttering to himself in disbelief.
Su Ye remained silent, but his brow furrowed as a jade-like luster appeared on his skin, a sign of his cautious vigilance.
After entering the residence, they hadn't found a single living person.
It was as if... every living soul in the entire Zhong Mansion had vanished.
Not only that.
The environment of the Zhong Mansion itself had changed drastically.
The white walls were peeling, covered in mottled, pale-yellow marks of weathering.
The flowers and plants in the gardens had withered, growing wild and encroaching upon the walkways.
Wreaths, white cloths, and other funeral items were strewn about in disarray.
Paper money for the dead was scattered everywhere!
