"In our Xinlandon, there exist some urban legends..."
In the flickering candlelight, Fader's tone was eerie, like the sound of wind drifting in from an unknown darkness. His storytelling made several of his companions shiver involuntarily. A girl named Croai couldn't help but elbow him: "If you're going to tell a story, just tell it. Why make it so spooky?"
"Exactly!" Robbie chimed in from the side.
They were a group of freshmen who had just entered Vine District University.
