"The haunted house is quite well done, with classrooms and all sorts of equipment," Jiang Li said with a smile, hands in his pockets as he walked down the corridor.
"Senior Jiang, why do I feel like this place is a bit cold?" Wen Quan shivered, closely following Jiang Li's steps.
"That's normal. Besides us, there are only ghosts here, so it's bound to be a bit chilly."
"And what are you afraid of? You have Huiming, a Tribulation Crossing stage soul, inside you. With him around, no ghost can harm you."