Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Tan Jiao intervened with a smile on her face before I could say anything. “Mr. Yan, you don’t need to keep thanking us. Let’s just be friends from now on. But we did come all this way on a hot day, so could you at least let us come in for a drink? We’ll be quick about it, don’t worry.”
I smiled promptly and looked at Yan Yuan.
Tan Jiao’s gentle approach would make it hard for any guy to decline. Although the request was fairly normal, Yan Yuan still insisted, shaking his head. “I… I’m sorry I can’t allow you to come in. The house is a mess, and I am about to take a shower. Miss Tan, you guys should leave.”
Yan Yuan was about to shut the door after saying that, but I quickly put my foot in to stop him. The next moment, Tan Jiao grabbed onto my arm, probably because she was worried.
With the door in between us, Yan Yuan and I stared at each other. His friendly and polite eyes were now replaced with a sharp, somewhat hostile gaze.
At that moment.
A loud bang came from behind Yan Yuan, seemingly from the stairs in the house. Next, tumbling sounds came from something that appeared to be heavy. Yan Yuan’s gaze flickered, and I used that opportunity to push open the door, shoving him back.
Then Tan Jiao and I saw the terror happening in broad daylight: A man covered in blood that was tied to a chair laid at the bottom of the stairs. With his mouth gagged, the man could only stare at us with his terror-filled eyes while groaning desperately.
Isn’t that Zhu Zhongling? What is going on in this house?
No sooner after the scene of horror had appeared before us, the corner of my eyes caught the shine of a dagger coming toward me. “Be careful!” Tan Jiao screamed.
Yan Yuan had pulled a dagger out and was coming at us with an ominous glare.
Immediately, I took a step in front of Tan Jiao, but I was too late to dodge the dagger. Cutting pain spread as the cold dagger sliced horizontally across my abdomen. I was able to grab onto his arm after that, but his cold smile greeted me.
Noticing his strength and flexibility, I immediately realized he
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