"Tell me, who is it?" Lu Xiaoxiao held the phone tightly, eager to know the details behind.

It's getting dark outside the window and the wind is whistling. It seems like a heavy rain is coming soon.

Yan Yin's silence makes her anxious, but Lu Xiaoxiao can only urge, "Yan Yin, you talk. Who else is there?" Let Chu Mo answer the phone. Yan Xu said that he did not seem to want to mention it in front of Lu Xiaoxiao.

Helplessly, Lu Xiaoxiao could only scream the ink down the stairs. She had many doubts in her mind, and vaguely felt that the power hidden in the dark had...