Strange Mantle & Gift

The moment Tang Ling heard the laughter, goosebumps rose all over his back and he was covered in cold sweat.

As a matter of fact, the moment he stepped into this strange house, Tang Ling had a feeling that something was living inside, but he never believed in the ghost that Ro Li mentioned. The feeling lingered in his heart as he moved through the stairs. He thought he might be able to summon whatever that lived in the house after Ro Xin deciphered the second formation.

"Tang Ling." Ro Xin's hand was sweaty as she tugged Tang Ling's sleeve.

This time around, Ro Li did not stand behind his sister. Instead, he chose to follow Tang Ling.

"Brother." Ro Xin bit her lower lip. That ceaseless laughter made her panic, but she still managed to stand up and followed Tang Ling and her brother.

No matter what, the three of them had stuck together and since Tang Ling had decided to go this path, she could not simply abandon the two of them.