The knocking on the door made Luo Di stand up abruptly, his moving body slowly edging closer,
but Yu Lu, hanging in the middle of the hall, was even nearer, drifting over quickly, just as she was about to look through the peephole on the door.
"Miss Yu Lu, wait a moment."
Yu Lu's head, which was just about to be placed on the door, slowly turned 180° to look at Luo Di following behind.
"Why?"
"I've mentioned the [clown] to Hua Yuan before, you should know, right?
Since I entered the corner, he has been targeting me for unknown reasons, and now there's a considerable chance he's followed us to the real death game site.
There's even a chance that the person knocking is him.
His 'curse' can be achieved through observation, just a glance can affect your thinking, and even transfer your consciousness to another object."
"Oh... I know about this.
