Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
I felt sulky and afraid when I heard Wu Yu ask me why I had come here.
I stared him in the eye, trying to find hints of dishonesty or evil intent. Yet, there was none. His eyes looked clear and bright, showing a deep black color that seemed visible even at night.
That was when I knew that it was not him.
He was not the person that lured me here.
The events started at night when I got home. Everything at home was normal, and nothing was moved from my furniture, household items, the windows to the doors. Even my slippers that I had tossed to the side were where I had left them.
Feeling stuffed after having dinner with Zhuang Yu, I leaned back on the sofa with my filled stomach to watch some TV. When I noticed the box of tissue on the table was finished, I opened the drawer of the coffee table, looking for another box.
Upon opening the drawer, I noticed an eye-catching red envelope lying in there. I neither had any idea what it was nor did I have any recollection of such a letter, so I opened it.
Inside the envelope was a piece of white paper with several rows of words.
“If you want to find out what you’ve lost,
At 10 pm on July 17, the intersection between Baiyun road and Hebin West Road.
Come find me, Tan Jiao.”
I froze as a layer of cold sweat developed as though ants were crawling on my back. Raising my head immediately, I scanned the house, but I only found a pitch-black kitchen, bedroom, and balcony.
It is clear that no one was here, so when did this person intrude upon my home to leave this letter? What is their purpose?
Wait a minute, if this person can do this, they could have easily harmed me. This person wants to see me. Things might be worse if I didn’t do as they say. Furthermore, the police won’t give a damn if it is just a letter.
I took a look at the letter again and noticed the written characters were beautiful and powerful, wild yet elegant. This person must have done plenty of writing to achieve this level of control. Not only that, but judging from the characters, this person seems bold and unconst
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