In the dead of night, when everyone was asleep and all was silent, the grey-haired girl suddenly sat up from her bed as if sleepwalking, walking to the mirror as if her soul had left her.
The room wasn't lit, but there was lighting in the courtyard, making the room not completely dark thanks to the dim reflections.
The room wasn't decorated with anything special, just a full-height mirror. At this moment, the girl had already come to face the mirror, where her reflection should have appeared, but bizarrely, there was nothing there.
The mirror's surface rippled like water, and as the ripples spread, an image of a person wearing a hood appeared, their face invisible.
A hoarse and chilling voice came from the mirror:
"Wei Chen——!"
The grey-haired girl suddenly opened her eyes, realizing she was standing in front of the mirror, showing a look of terror on her face.
The girl fell to the ground and bowed: "Wei Chen greets the master!"
"Report the current situation."
