"Who's there?" My voice echoed through the empty warehouse, startling a cluster of unknown insects into flight.
The air was thick with the scent of mold and dust, making my nose itch uncontrollably. I rubbed my arms, unable to shake the spine-chilling sensation that a pair of eyes was watching me from the shadows.
"What is it, Miss Su?" Pei Yuan tightened his grip on his sword hilt, his gaze scanning the surroundings with vigilance.
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