Chapter 37: Forced Confession
The "ghost" that’d climbed onto the bed in the middle of the night truly had great luck.
At first, Wu Xingxue was sort of pretending to be a frail scholar, but in the blink of an eye, he probed the room and found that Tianxiu Immortal wasn’t here at all.
Xiao Fuxuan really wasn’t present.
Indeed. Were he present, there was absolutely no way this ugly thing could have made it this far into the room.
As Wu Xingxue thought as much, he promptly lost his inclination to play frail scholar. With no one present, who was he playing for?
That thing lurking beside the bed was just about to move, but his speed was even faster than it—in a wink, the bed was empty as anything, with no trace of Wu Xingxue.
That pair of deathly-white-suffused eyes blinked. They rapidly scanned the bed, swept both sides, and even looked under the bed… but couldn’t find the slightest hint of Wu Xingxue anywhere.
Its eyes rotated extremely quickly, lids nearly unable to hold them in, and rims suffused with black, as though slightly rotten. If they’d moved even a slight bit faster, they’d probably even fall right out of their sockets.
Just as it was about to look up, a voice emanated softly behind it: "I’m behind you.