Chapter 335: The Killer

Sui Chengguo realized something was amiss, and couldn't stay there for another second. He immediately turned around to flee, taking care to lower his footsteps.

On his way back, as he passed by the ancestral hall, Sui Chengguo's steps involuntarily paused for a moment. The chaos of recited scriptures that filled the hall before was now eerily silent.

No, it wasn't just silent, it was a stillness so deep it made one's heart panic.

Even though Sui Chengguo thought it was too risky, opportunities were hard to come by. If he wanted to survive, some risks had to be taken. He stopped in his tracks and quickly approached a window of the ancestral hall. The window was shut tight, but there was a narrow gap between the two panes.

He pressed his face up to it, peering through the gap, and in the next second, Sui Chengguo felt a chill over his entire body. He saw the vast ancestral hall was empty, without a single person in sight, only a few red candles burning faintly in front of the hall.