"We've made it out, we've escaped the building."
Wan Hao was walking at the front with the Ghost Candle in hand, both shocked and delighted. He hadn't expected to actually survive a supernatural event. Although the process was dangerous, the feeling of escaping from death was exhilarating.
It felt as if he had transcended.
The others also wore expressions of escaping death's clutches.
"It seems like Miao Xiaoshan and the others haven't come out yet."
After escaping, someone began to calm down and remembered that a few special individuals were left behind.
Hearing this, Wan Hao's face changed. He looked at the red candle in his hand and then back at the building behind them.
Thinking of the ghosts still lurking inside the building, there was no way he'd ever go back in.
"Miao Xiaoshan and the others will definitely be fine. They surely have other ways to ensure their safety. Let's not worry about them. It's not entirely safe here; we should move further away."
