At eleven o'clock at night, Donghai University.
The campus was utterly silent. Only a few lonely streetlights swayed in the night wind, stretching the shadows of the trees into clawing, snarling monsters.
The security guard was dozing, his head bobbing, completely unaware that an invisible ripple had slipped past the school gate before his eyes like a swimming fish.
Riding the Netherworld Iron Cavalry while it was invisible, Qin Feng silently headed toward the library along the familiar campus paths.
After advancing to the Wenyan Realm, his senses had become sharper than ever.
The entire campus had transformed into a vast concert hall in his ears.
The faint sleep-talk of students in the dormitories, the steady snoring of the guard in the duty room, even every flutter of a cricket's wings in the grass—all of it was crystal clear.
Yet amid these normal "notes" of the night was a discordant trace of noise.
"Hm?"
Qin Feng's brows instantly furrowed.
A faint ripple of resentment was coming from the direction of the library.
The sensation was strange, like someone scratching glass with their fingernails from an immense distance away. The sound had been weakened layer by layer by the distance and the night wind, leaving only a lingering echo that made one restless.
He parked the motorcycle in the small grove beside the library, recalled it as a tattoo, and then approached the seven-story building on foot, where it lay dormant in the night like some enormous beast.
Donghai University's library was one of the largest and best-stocked among all the city's universities. During the day, it was always packed with people.
Now, the entire building was shrouded in deep darkness. Only a few windows on the fourth and fifth floors revealed faint, eerie lights.
"Strange. It's long past closing time."