"Step! Step! Step!"
"Step! Step! Step!"
The sound of high heels walking came from the second floor, echoing through the lobby on the first floor. It grew more hurried and more piercing. Their owner seemed to have run into trouble and fallen into a panic, able only to pace back and forth.
Suddenly!
The footsteps abruptly ceased, and the surroundings instantly fell into absolute silence.
At that moment.
Jiang Qiao felt as though he had gone deaf.
Every sound.
Everything turned into a buzzing hum. Even the thoughts and ideas circling through his mind became a muddled mess.
"Such powerful supernatural means."
"You started by trying to kill me. Is that how you treat your guests?"
The next second.
The flames rolled back.
Jiang Qiao's entire body was scorched bright red, but the terrifying Killing Curse dissipated along with them.
"Bang!"
He threw John aside.
Then he clapped his hands.
Ignoring the commotion upstairs, he looked toward the door and chuckled. "There's an expert here too. Did you come out of the church?"
At the entrance of Tom Inn.
A person had appeared at some point.
He looked to be around thirty, with an unhealthy, sallow complexion. But what drew the most attention was his outfit. Beneath an impeccably neat suit, he was wearing a pair of Red High Heels!
"A Supernatural Item."
"That Killing Curse just now came from those shoes."
Jiang Qiao glanced at them.
The man's feet were clearly several sizes larger than the shoes. No one knew how he had managed to cram them inside. Blood was even seeping from the edges of the openings. Surely he hadn't mutilated his feet just to fit the shoes?
"Hello, Asian."
"Can you tell me your real name?"
The man asked with a smile.
He acted as though nothing