Xiling Ling accidentally stepped on it, and the soft and sticky touch made her scalp numb.

She couldn't help but complain: "What the hell is this place?"

Gu Huaiwei kicked the toad that was blocking her way away: "The monster that was playing games with us just now might actually be a toad."

The two continued to walk inside.

Xiling Ling held a torch.

She suddenly stopped and looked at the small gadgets placed in the cabinets on both sides of the haunted house. She handed the torch over in disbelief, illuminating the small area.

"These... these are our group's work badges!"

She didn't care that there was a jumping toad in the iron box, and she just reached in to search.

"The first leader who brought me in when I first joined the group was also there!"

Xiling Ling's voice was tinged with tears.

"The group clearly told me that the leader was assigned to an important project... How could this happen? How could this happen?"

She couldn't accept what she saw.

The leader who had taken care of her in every possible way, the person she admired most when she first joined the group, now died lonely in this haunted house.

The glorious business of the group she talked about and the future they once envisioned now seemed like a joke.

Gu Huaiwei glanced at the blood-stained work cards in the box. The blood on them had long since dried up and turned dark red.

"Many of the game props in this haunted house are made of real people. If you look carefully, you might even find your leader's body and take it away for burial."

Xiling Ling's faith had long since collapsed. "We've given so much to our family and the group, how could they treat us like this?"

"Instead of asking why, it's better to think about how to take revenge."

"I must leave paradise alive. I can't let others be deceived by my family again!"

Xiling Ling wiped her tears with her sleeve. She took out the work badge with her leader's name on it from the iron box, put it in her pocket, and went to the back door of the haunted house with Gu Huaiwei.

Then, Xiling Ling used the torch in her hand to light the haunted house.

The raging fire burned up in an instant, just like the setting sun falling into the sea in the evening, rolling up red waves.

"We are not toys to be exhibited. I want to burn everything here clean." Xiling Ling threw the half-burned torch in.

The fire will carry away all the filth.

Gu Huaiwei had already boarded the cable car. She looked up at the dark sky and said, "Let's go. It's going to rain."