"Ghost Shadow!"
Lin Bai's eyes widened as he watched Hua Qianshu fall from the window.
For a moment, Lin Bai was completely stunned.
The first thought that sprang into Lin Bai's mind was to leap out the window and go save Hua Qianshu.
Although he was not particularly close to Hua Qianshu—not even close enough to call him a friend—ever since arriving in Nine Underworlds City, Hua Qianshu had explained many things to Lin Bai. They had formed at least some ties.
If the person who had just fallen really was Hua Qianshu, Lin Bai truly could not stand by and do nothing.
But just as that thought surged through his mind, he suddenly suppressed it.
"Hua Qianshu said... that after nightfall, I shouldn't wander around Nine Underworlds City."
"He was the one who told me this. Naturally, he wouldn't deliberately violate that rule."
"So... was the person who just fell really Hua Qianshu?"
Lin Bai did not act rashly. He stood by the window and pondered for a while.
Meanwhile, Hua Qianshu, who had fallen into the white mist moments ago, had already vanished without a trace.
The white mist writhing through the streets seemed to possess a life of its own, swallowing any martial artist who entered it.
"I'll check next door first."
Although Lin Bai had not hurriedly jumped down to search for Hua Qianshu, he still could not put his mind at ease. He turned and left the room, arriving in the inn's corridor.
The inn was just as quiet. After nightfall, the drinkers who had originally been on the first floor had all returned to their rooms, and none of them wandered around the inn.
"Hua Qianshu!"
Lin Bai went next door and knocked on the door.
Before long, the door opened, and Hua Qianshu