A maid opened the door for Zhang Chen.
"Honored guest, by Lord Nyarlathotep's order, I am a maid entirely at your disposal. I will satisfy all of your requests, including physical contact and carnal needs."
The fair-skinned woman spoke with a seductive lilt, electricity flashing in her eyes that would have made an ordinary man utterly unable to suppress the desire within him. However, Zhang Chen's empty and lucid heart remained untouched.
"Is that so? Then my request is that you stand guard outside. No matter what unusual sounds come from inside, treat them as though you heard nothing. Without my permission, you are not allowed to enter the room. Can you do that?"
Zhang Chen asked her calmly, his expression blank.
"Since it is the guest's request, I will naturally comply."
The maid showed no dissatisfaction. Zhang Chen gave her a faint smile and looked toward Jia Xin's room. He had assumed that Xiao Ding Dang would act improperly in such an environment, yet Jia Xin had simply shut the maid outside.
At such a critical moment, Jia Xin naturally would not waste even a second. His life was at stake now. He had already angered the Green Ghost over the Soul Collecting Gourd, so the other party's first target would inevitably be him.
Zhang Chen smiled and closed the door behind him.
The first thing he did upon returning to his room alone was investigate what was wrong with this place.
During his earlier bath, his flesh and blood had been completely erased in an instant, before it could transmit any information back to Zhang Chen, the main body. Yet after turning on the room's warm lights, Zhang Chen could detect no trace of anything unusual. Even the air held only a faint remnant of his own scent