"What time is it now?"
"It's 3:30 am."
In the back hall of the ancient mansion, the group had been guarding the red coffin for several hours. Ever since Yang Jian used the firewood knife to dismember an unknown vengeful ghost earlier, the darkness in the mansion had retreated into the corridors on both sides.
And for several hours, the darkness hadn't returned.
This indicates that the dismembered ghost hasn't recovered.
Or perhaps, the ghost was scattered and hasn't found all its pieces, leading to a significant reduction in supernatural power. Now, it's unable to exert greater influence on this mansion.
The old-fashioned radio still lay abandoned on the floor in the main hall.
Though static occasionally hissed from it, no signal had been received, nor had any eerie voice emerged.
During the first few hours of the night watch, the initial wave of ghost attacks was endured.
