The Seventh Seat stood on the stairs to the second floor, her gaze sweeping over the surroundings, but she found nothing unusual.
She stepped forward and walked ahead at an unhurried pace.
Click, click, click...
The sound of high heels echoed through the empty corridor. The plaster on the right wall had long since peeled away from disrepair, exposing large patches of gray brick. Outside the windows on the left, tangled vines blocked part of the sunlight, casting countless shadows across the hallway.
The entire second floor was deathly silent, save for the echoing click of her heels.
What she failed to notice was—
With every step she took, several blades of grass quietly pushed through the cracked floor tiles and slowly grew in silence...
Lush and tender green, they brimmed with vitality amid this silent, ruined manor.
Gradually, the corridor behind her transformed into a stretch of verdant grassland.
The Seventh Seat seemed to notice something, and her brows furrowed slightly.
She stopped and looked back.
Her pupils suddenly contracted!
A white-dressed girl with no legs floated silently behind her. Her cold eyes watched her quietly, like a silent ghost.
Before the Seventh Seat could react, the ghost slammed headfirst into her body!
From that instant onward, the Seventh Seat lost control of her body.
Almost simultaneously, the lush grass covering half the corridor spread like a prairie fire, instantly claiming the entire hallway. Bud after bud bloomed from the grass, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a swaying sea of flowers!
Then, flower buds began blooming across the surface of the Seventh Seat's skin as well.
The Seventh Seat, whose body had been seized by Jiang Er, swiftly drew a short sword from the short sheath at the base of her thigh. She reversed the