Luo Zhong closed the door to the room and instinctively walked to the main entrance.
It's best for people not to be too curious.
Some words, when not meant for you, require you to consciously keep your distance.
Luo Zhong cautiously glanced outside the main door before finally taking out his phone with relief.
From the direction of the main house came sporadic shrieks, sharp and piercing like a pig being slaughtered. Luo Zhong felt a shiver run down his spine and quickly lowered his head.
Never, no matter what, should anyone provoke Sister An.
After more than ten minutes, the door to the main house creaked open. Shen You'an stepped out.
Luo Zhong felt a chilling aura emanating from the girl, unnervingly oppressive.
"Sister An." He cautiously walked over, sneaking a glance into the room.
Zhou Qin was slumped against the wall, sitting on the floor, half immersed in shadow, half exposed in the glow of the light.
Her hair was disheveled, her appearance bordering on madness.
