My Iyashikei Game Chapter 332: Dresser of Death

A suggestion could be made possible; a wish was pure hopeful thinking, there was a great difference between them. Han Fei didn’t light the cigarette but only took it out as caution. Most tenants only had praise for Han Fei when they saw the red dress but this old lady dared to say otherwise, that meant that she was not afraid of the red dress, and thus the reason why Han Fei had to be careful around her.

The old woman heard the threat in Han Fei’s words. The butterfly pattern on the back of her neck rippled as she took several steps back. She advised, “You will kill all of us, you think you’ve saved them? You’ve only made things worse for them. Only in that form could they survive at Ziggurat, you’ve sent them to their death.”

“Just assume for a moment that you are the jumper woman or the livestreamer behind me, would you rather live aimlessly being used by your nemesis as tools or would you fight for that bit of hope?” Han Fei didn’t want to harm the old lady, he always loved the children and cared for the elderly. The old woman was stumped but she still stood before the door of Room 1144 and refused to move. “Admit it, you’re not thinking about them, you’re just worried that you might get caught in the crossfire.” Han Fei might be young but with masterful acting skill, he could easily read through people’s hearts. “No one wishes to die, everyone is trying their best to survive. They have merely been given another option of living.”

“It’s pointless, you’re just wasting your time.”

“That is my time to waste. Haven’t you been searching for the way out? The front door on the first floor is already open, but once you leave this building, you’re no longer a tenant here.” Han Fei agreed to let the old lady go but he didn’t say when. If she really did choose to leave, then he would capture her, force out all of her secrets before he considered what to do next.

“You have no idea how scary the manager is. If it enters Building 1, everyone except the tenants in Room 1044, 1144, 1244 will die.” The old woman pointed at the d

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