Retired Villainess Transmigrates into a Cannon Fodder

at the viewer count increase for the live broadcast, the director’s face radiated with a blinding smile.

Zhou Ye was also watching the live broadcast.
However, he never told Chu Xiang that he was actually horrified by ghosts.
In order to get an idea of Chu Xiang’s situation inside as soon as possible, he huddled up in his car and turned on the live broadcast, his face already turning deathly pale.

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As Chu Xiang and Dong Bohao walked inside an ancient castle, they realized that it wasn’t entirely pitch black within.
Rather, the dusky atmosphere gave off a stifling feeling, paired with the candlelight.
The interior of the castle appeared squeaky clean with various kinds of objects placed neatly around the place.
But since this place was “haunted”, the tidiness, on the other hand, caused everyone to feel uneasy and on edge.
Everything seemed far too perfect.

Chu Xiang swept her gaze everywhere.
“The interior decoration isn’t bad.
The ghost must have possessed a rather significant identity.”

With a blank stare, Dong Bohao followed her actions and  looked around the place.
“You’re looking at the interior decorations despite being in a haunted house? What an odd train of thought, Xiao Chu.”

Just as Chu Xiang shrugged her shoulders, she caught hints of slight movements coming from the stairway walking away.
“Brother Dong, did you hear that? There’s something on that side.”

With a lick of his lips, Dong Bohao replied, “I-I didn’t.
Don’t scare me on purpose like that.
What movements?”

As soon as Chu Xiang walked over to the stairway, sudden gales of wind blew violently throughout the castle, extinguishing the flames on all the lit candles.
With that, the entire castle turned much darker, with shadows of figures appearing on the wall from time to time.

Dong Bohao instantly ran next to Chu Xiang and grabbed onto her bag, his eyes wide open as his gaze flitted back and forth through the dark.

Chu Xiang was dumbfounded.
“Brother Dong, you’re scared of ghosts? In that case, why did you come up with this challenge?”

“I-I… I just wanted to experience this… while I still can.
I-It’s a once in a lifetime feeling, so of course I need to experience this extraordinary….
Y-You… have to stay next to me.
Don’t run off on your own.” He did not look like a fifty-year-old elder brother at all as he was practically on the verge of tears.

Staying silent for a while, Chu Xiang asked him in a serious tone, “If ghosts do indeed exist, will you still want to see them? Or do you just want to leave this place immediately?”

“I-I… do want to see them.”

“Oh.” Chu Xiang bent down and lifted up a dead bat that she stepped on.

“Ah—” Dong Bohao screamed the instant he saw the bat covered in blood, tightening the grip on Chu Xiang.