Suddenly, they scaled the wall, their movement technique undeniably rapid.
The four individuals were dressed in vivid red garments, with sabers wrapped in red cloth hanging at their waists, the sabers' handles styled like ghost heads, looking somewhat spine-chilling.
These four, two men and two women, at this moment, a middle-aged woman in the center spoke, "I see there are many empty rooms here; may we borrow one to stay overnight?"
As the owners of the Mountain Villa, Murong brothers spoke, "Four of you, only asking for one room?"
Another woman said, "Of course, we always sleep in the same room."
Shen Ying couldn't help but say, "Isn't it too cramped for so many of you in one room?"
The woman replied with a smile, "We always like to squeeze together."
At this moment, she couldn't help but look towards Duan Yun and said, "If you want to squeeze in as well, we don't mind."
"Which room are we going to stay in after all? All these rooms look so old."
