A normal person would feel uneasy knowing about the rumors of him jumping off a building, especially in such an environment, but he seemed completely unaffected.
The group walked through the dark stairwell, their footsteps echoing in the silent night.
No one spoke; in the darkness, one could only sense the faint shadows of people around them and the sound of each other's breathing.
Mingzhuo suddenly spoke up: "Don't you guys feel like something is following us?"
He Wangyao couldn't help but shrink closer to Li Wenhe.
Li Jinsong, who was walking at the back, quickened his pace, leaving Lu Xiaofang and Mingzhuo at the very back.
Feng Zheng frowned: "Let's go quickly."
After a while, Mingzhuo said again, "Oh dear, if an eighth person were to infiltrate our ranks at this moment, wouldn't it be difficult to detect them?"
After those words were spoken, everyone instinctively stopped in their tracks.
The air was quiet, yet it sent chills down one's spine.
Just then, someone spoke up, "It seems we've reached the top floor."
Feng Zheng snapped out of his daze, quickly climbed a few steps, pounded on the door a few times, and then flung open the top-floor door, letting in the moonlight.
The group hurried up the stairs and soon all reached the rooftop.
Mingzhuo was the last to go up to the rooftop, and thoughtfully used something to prop up the door that was about to spring back.
Lu Xiaofang glanced at the dark stairwell, still feeling a chill run down her spine. "Why didn't you close the door?"
“Why close it? Maybe other friends want to join us,” Mingzhuo said.
Lu Xiaofang: "..."
Other friends? What friends? You'd better explain yourself!
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