Chapter 370 Wynter's Marvelous Foresight

The old folks were bewildered and broke out into a discussion. "Didn't they say the ball can't be deflated?" "That's what I recall too, and it seemed pretty scary." "They said whoever tries to step on it will surely fall. Haven't we been hearing noises at night? I have a feeling it was coming from the ball." "But there's no one here. How could it make noises? Let's drop it. It'll get dark soon. We don't want to scare Wolf." Wolf looked up with an innocent look on his face, holding the ball in his hand. Something didn't seem quite right to the old folks. "I guess it's understandable. Didn't Wynter mention that Wolf was a ghost hunter?" While they were talking, Margaret entered the yard with fruits and snacks in hand, about to invite the neighbors to a game of chess. It was quite unusual that a once-haunted house was now bustling with a lively gathering. Wynter was even busy setting up the barbeque grill, preparing to grill a rack of lamb. A passing property agent was baffled b