Because he never interfered with anything from beginning to end, the real culprit was someone else. He could not even be considered a puppet—at most, he was merely a tool that could be replaced at any time.
Chapter 1102: Exorcism Ritual
I silently returned from the corridor, my expression gloomy, but there was nothing I could do.
Horror Classroom 673
The hotel staff were not the masterminds behind everything. They were completely unaware of what was happening. They were merely pitiful people. As far as I knew, these people were unaffected by the hotel, and their expressions did not become crazed.
But that did not mean they were safe. For example, yesterday, I saw a female waitress being dragged into a room by several Great Hans. By the time she came out, she was already a corpse.
It was not hard to imagine what kind of torture she had endured before her death.
Everyone was unable to leave the hotel, and supernatural phenomena were everywhere around them. This made them all extremely irritable.
I had just reached a room when I saw a Black man staggering over, drunk. When he saw me, he sneered mockingly. "Hey, Asian boy, I really like your country."
"Oh, is that so?" I smiled. "Our country is very good."
"Exactly, especially those women." The Black man leered. "Your women especially like us Black men. When we go to your country, we can find as many women as we want."
"They demand cars and bride prices from you, but they're very generous toward us. We basically all rely on your women to support us."
"We're clearly just a bunch of thugs, yet we can win the favor of the campus belles. But you're nothing. It's truly laughable when you think about it."
I glanced at him