Captain Cao Dabiao's recollection and narration had already reached an incredibly gripping climax, his gaze and expressions were filled with horror and distortion.
Shirley, Qingqing, Xiaohong, they were all drawn into the terrifying atmosphere that Cao Dabiao had created, holding their breaths.
However, Huang Xiaolong seemed completely unfazed.
Cao Dabiao said with a trembling voice, "I went in! I stepped inside! The house was extremely, exceedingly cold, as if it were an ice cellar... And then! I saw many shadowy figures! Lots of blurry, fleshly shadowy figures! They were not humans... They were not humans... Their eyes were oozing blood, their skin was falling off, exposing the disgusting chunks of flesh... These creeps, their clothes, were very odd, I... I even saw, some... some 'people's' attire, from the European Middle Ages, the attire of the Spanish navy..."