The moment he turned around.
Xu Yanxing immediately saw a shadow figure lunging toward him.
There was no time to think.
He retreated one step, twisted his upper body, and punched.
Bang!
The sound was loud.
It was like striking a drum.
But the sensation from his fingers remained vague, and there was no recoil from the impact.
Only then did he realize.
The so-called shadow figure was actually just a black piece of clothing.
But...
Why had the clothing made such a loud sound?
And why had it suddenly appeared behind him, trying to cover him?
There had to be someone else in the room!
He warily surveyed his surroundings. Instead of putting down the clothing in his hand, he gripped it tightly, guarding against it doing anything strange again.
Nothing.
There was nothing at all.
The room was deathly quiet. Apart from the breathing behind him, there were no other unusual sounds.
The instant he pushed open the door.
He had already confirmed it.
This was the room he had seen in the illusion. The young man lying on the bed was the person he was looking for, and the stone carving in the young man's hand was the purpose of this trip.
Everything had gone smoothly.
Although he had suffered a few scares along the way, he had not encountered any real danger.
That made Xu Yanxing wonder.
Could the real danger be inside this room?
Wait...
Breathing?
Xu Yanxing suddenly froze.
The young man had fallen unconscious and looked just like a corpse. His lips and nostrils were not moving at all. Why was there such loud breathing?
It was even louder than an ordinary person's snoring...
Something was wrong!
Realizing there was a problem, he whipped around.
The young man who had been lying quietly