An eerie wind whispered, and cold moonlight slanted down.
Hugging his shoulders, Wang Kun leaned against the entrance to the alley leading to the Rose Hotel, rising onto his toes to peer inside, his eyes filled with impatience and unease.
Midnight was approaching so slowly. The chaotic use of Sin Objects had long since altered the flow of time here beyond calculation.
Ever since Xue Tingtao entered, he had abandoned his position outside and moved to the alley entrance, closer to the hotel's front door.
From eight-thirty that evening onward, nothing happening inside had been concealed from those outside. Between Xue Tingtao's reports and everything he had witnessed himself, he had obtained nearly complete information.
It was incomplete, but he had the broad outlines.
From this position, Wang Kun could not clearly make out the situation inside, nor did he know what had happened to Ruru, Ruru's Mother, or even Fang Shenyan and the others. But he did know one thing.
The situation inside had reached an extremely difficult impasse and urgently needed a new variable.
Wang Kun felt that perhaps he could count as one such variable, because if he entered the hotel at this very moment, he would inevitably draw out the hotel's owner to receive him...
From where he stood, he could see only Xiao Qian Duyue's dazed, motionless figure from behind. The key to breaking the current deadlock should come from outside.
But... Wang Kun was nervous, and afraid.
He knew far too little about the situation inside to be sure whether joining them as a new guest would make an already terrible situation worse or actually bring some improvement.
After all, he was an ordinary employee without a single Sin Object.
"Manager, what exactly did you mean by leaving me outside?"
Wang Kun was frantic.