The wind mingled with the rain, whistling through empty spaces in a way that felt eerily haunting. It was easy to imagine oneself on a horror film set. Yu Xing felt like she was living in one, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the umbrella handle, her face as pale as a ghost.,This place made him feel very uncomfortable, but he had to come.,"This media didn't report it, how did you know" The man with glasses glanced over coolly, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity.。