Frightened Yang Kun

At that moment, there was a clap of thunder outside. Coincidentally, there was a small mirror which Xu Tong had brought with her on the table. Yang Kun froze and he broke out in a cold sweat as he subconsciously looked in the mirror.

In the mirror, he saw another face appear behind him. That deathly white and sinister face had a weird, greedy expression as it stared fixedly at him. The eyes turned dull and sinister in turns, and then completely rolled back so that they were white.

Yang Kun had never been stimulated like this before. Even though he had already confirmed that there were other things like this in this world, he had only seen shadows at most. Right now, he was so terrified that he lost his composure on the spot and gave a wretched and sharp scream, like his soul was about to fly out of his body.

Even when he safely left the village later, he would never forget the fear and horror of this night.