Everything before her went black.
Anrakugou Hanabi had no idea what had happened. She thought there was something wrong with her eyes. She could no longer see anything; all that lay before her was darkness.
Then...
Splat!
A warm liquid splashed onto her face, carrying a thick, bloody stench. But Anrakugou Hanabi did not react at all. She merely sat there blankly, lost and confused, her mind utterly empty.
Although angry shouts like "Hey, what's going on?!" and "Why did the power go out?!" rang beside the girl's ears, she did not take in a single word. It was as if those voices were nothing but noise. The next moment, she felt a gust of wind beside her, then a sudden weight on the back of her neck. Her consciousness immediately sank completely into darkness.
"Whew... What a hassle."
Fang Zheng grabbed the unconscious Anrakugou Hanabi by the waist and tucked her under his arm. Then he pressed hard with his right hand. The rope immediately shot upward, hauling him back to the ceiling—in the time since his last exploration, Fang Zheng had been monitoring the place and waiting for an opportunity. He had never expected this group of Ghouls to pull such a bizarre stunt, proposing in such a weird manner. Well, perhaps that was Ghoul romance?
Still, it gave Fang Zheng an excellent opportunity. While everyone else had been focused on the unconventional proposal ceremony, he first blew off the host Tsukiyama Shuu's head with one shot, then cut the power. Immediately afterward, he shot the Ghoul couple and sent them to the underworld to become husband and wife.
Fang Zheng then immediately lowered the rope, knocked out the dazed Anrakugou Hanabi with one blow, and rapidly ascended again. He reached out and pressed the button in his