Chapter 374: The Scene Recreated! The Goateed Middle-Aged Man! The Palace-Clad Woman! The Owl! And One More!
The figure was disheveled, hair in wild tangles, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female.
At this time, a pair of bloodshot eyes peeked through the door crack, spying on Li Yanchu.
However, Li Yanchu’s gaze was icy, like a bolt of cold lightning. The person hiding behind the door froze, then recoiled at the intensity of his stare!
The loft sank into absolute silence and became deathly quiet. With a thought, Li Yanchu vanished from the bed and reappeared in the corridor outside the room.
Daoist arts: Godspeed! Wallbreak!
Before he could examine closely, the scene abruptly shifted. Li Yanchu realized he was no longer in the Xu residence loft; instead, he was in a woman’s boudoir. The bedding was warm, white drapes hung around, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Li Yanchu froze. This scene felt eerily familiar. It was none other than Miss Xu’s boudoir, the very room he had been in earlier. But since Miss Xu had hanged herself, the room had long been uninhabited, carrying a chilling aura of a haunted house.
Now, the space radiated the soft, warm charm of a living woman’s chamber.
Focusing, he saw a graceful woman lying on the bed with her back to him and her face hidden. Li Yanchu frowned, and just as he intended to get up and see what was happening, he discovered he could not move.
His entire body, including his hands, feet, torso, neck, and head, were all immobile. He could not even speak, and only his eyes could barely move.
Though the scene caught him off guard, Li Yanchu did not lose his composure.
Creak! The door opened slowly.