The foreigner stepped into the villa and it was when his worst nightmare began. His left hand hurt so badly that it began to lose its sensation. He pleaded earnestly. Yet, it seemed like he was all alone in the villa. The thumping of the footsteps got increasingly louder as if it was getting nearer to him. He was so scared that he passed out.
When he finally opened his eyes again, he was back in the same cabin. However, the people inside the cabin were different. Everyone was staring at him with their bloodshot eyes. He felt as though he would be doomed the moment he said something wrong...
After finishing his task, Baili Jia Jue hung up the call. He grinned as he glanced at the two little ones who were shaking their heads in unison.
Baili Jia Jue looked at the two little third wheels before he removed the quilt, lay on his original spot and continued pretending to be ill.
