Chapter 18
The more bustling a place once was, the more desolate and eerie it becomes after being abandoned. The gallery served as a perfect example.
In the oppressive silence, where even the sound of a heartbeat seemed amplified, a scraping noise echoed clearly in the distance.
Lu Li raised the oil lamp higher, extending its light slightly farther, yet he still couldn’t pinpoint the source of the unsettling noise.
Temporarily ignoring the painting, Lu Li lowered the lamp and turned back the way he came.
Tap—tap—
His footsteps echoed through the vast, empty, pitch-black hallway, disappearing into the darkness.
Shadows shifted and flickered with the movement of the oil lamp. After walking a short distance, a strange glint appeared at the edge of the illuminated area ahead.
It was on the path Lu Li had just walked. He was sure there had been no obstacles there earlier.
Taking a few more steps forward, he brought the glint fully within the oil lamp’s range.