Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror

“Is he…”

Xuan Wen didn’t expect Gao Ming to leave someone outside as a backup. However, based on his conditions, he wouldn’t be able to survive for long.

“A blind man with an injured ear? Did he come out of the big dog’s body?” Gao Ming knew the big dog’s actual persona had always been hiding inside the dark, resentment room. The man was heavily damaged by the evil in the world. He’d rather be a dog than leave his dog cellar. However, he had somehow escaped his cellar and held onto Gao Ming’s arm at the risk of perishing.

“What did he see? Is he here to save me?” Gao Ming felt guilty. He treated the big dog as a friend, but he didn’t expect the man to stay. He even did everything to save him.

“Another poor soul who is tricked like me. If someone treats me as kindly and as selflessly as this man does, I’ll do everything for them.” Xuan Wen mocked. “Look at him. You have to leave as soon as possible if you don’t want him to die because of you.” Xuan Wen handed the little mirror to Gao Ming and pointed at the road outside the apartment building. “Situ An works at the building across the road. However, I can’t use my power here. I can’t enter his workplace. We need to create more loopholes in this world.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“Just show up when you’re needed and make use of Situ An in your heart.” Xuan Wen and Gao Ming returned to the yard. The neighbours had gone to rest. The sun shone silently on the old furniture. The drying clothes in the corridor gave off a light detergent scent. Everything was welcoming and relaxing. The place had four buildings, and they surrounded the yard in the middle. Situ An and his mother lived in the innermost building.

Xuan Wen didn’t head there but walked towards Building 1, which was closest to the gate. The old apartment was huge. Some of the tenants transformed their homes into small convenience stores and even clinics. Uncle Zhang’s photography studio was in the basement. The old man had a bad temper. Normally, no one visited him.

“Why are we here? Does Uncle Zhang h

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