Hysterical weeping and shouting echoed through the rooms in Snow Moon Tower, startling many guests out of their sleep. One by one, they dressed and came out into the corridors to peer around.
Yet when those people saw Mrs. Zhou dead in the room like a pale, slimy eel, they were so terrified that they scuttled back to their rooms in a hurry, not daring to come out again.
Zhou Zhiwei's cultivation was far inferior to the Butcher's.
Chapter 212