The strange incidents occurring one after another in Qingyang Circuit did indeed all revolve around this demon nest. He raised a hand to signal her to stay put and spoke coldly.
"Stay in this room and do not make a move. If you dare to flee or send word to anyone, you will bear the consequences."
With that, Su Fei turned, pushed open the door, and stepped out of the private room.
Yuan Songting, who had been waiting in the corridor, hurriedly looked up and approached. Before he could speak, the chilling killing intent surrounding Su Fei made his heart tighten.
"Everyone in this building is a demon in disguise. Stay close behind me. Today, we will wipe out this entire nest of evil creatures."
Su Fei's tone was decisive.
Yuan Songting's face twitched, his heart pounding with fright. He nodded repeatedly, not daring to say more, and followed closely behind Su Fei as they slowly descended the wooden stairs.
The first floor still presented a scene of carefree song and dance, with the sounds of strings, flutes, conversation, and laughter rising and falling. The sharp-eyed madam at the entrance spotted Su Fei coming downstairs at once. She paused briefly, then hurried over with a face full of ingratiating smiles.
"Oh, young master, why have you come down so soon? Did that girl Chun Xiang fail to entertain you to your liking? Just say the word, and I will be sure to discipline her properly!"
A faint smile curled Su Fei's lips, and his tone was teasing.
"It is not that she was bad. I simply find you more pleasing to the eye, madam. Why don't you serve me instead?"
The madam immediately laughed loudly and waved her hands repeatedly.
"You certainly love to joke, honored guest. At my age,