Huhai City, Branch No. 10.
A woman in a dark purple dress slowly removed her butterfly mask. The Colored Rope tied to the end of her hair swayed in the wind.
The silver pendant at her right ear caught the snowy light and flashed brilliantly.
Her lips curved naturally upward, and her oval face had a touch of baby fat. She looked gentle and beautiful.
On this quiet afternoon, a clamor drifted from Villa No. 13.
Passersby could neither see nor hear it, but it reached her ears. It was a message meant only for Tianhai Hotel.
"Zhu Xiaoning! What the hell did you do during the Manager Mission?"
"All eight members of my family are dead! You're responsible for every one of them!"
"What gave you the right to offend Gu Xingjian? Do you really think you're the manager?"
"..."
Killing someone was nothing compared to destroying their spirit.
Taking the lives of a mere fourteen staff members would have been effortless.
But Gu Xingjian had chosen a more troublesome method and killed several times that number.
That had made Zhu Xiaoning the target of everyone's anger in Branch No. 10.
Everyone condemned her, shunned her, and hated her.
Gu Xingjian was the killer, yet they blamed Zhu Xiaoning. Perhaps that was simply human nature.
Miaojiang gazed at Villa No. 13, imagining what it had looked like decades ago.
"This used to be a guesthouse. It wasn't large, but it was neat and clean.
Back then, staying somewhere like this already put you ahead of many people."
Her voice carried a wistfulness for times long gone, and a trace of longing showed in her eyes.
At the same time, a small, grayish-blue figure poked its head up from behind her back.
It was only the size of a two-