"Whew..."
I'm back...
The surroundings felt strangely quiet—so quiet that it made me uneasy.
Whenever Han Su escaped the Ancient Castle, he had tried to remember what things had been like when he entered it, preparing himself to resume the life he had lived before.
Though this time he had hoped to restart the future, and even looked forward to it, he still couldn't help remembering the horrific scene he had witnessed before entering the Ancient Castle: Qinggang's collapse, everyone's deaths, and the bizarre, terrifying things slaughtering people in the streets.
If he had returned with the key, he would have found himself back in that same situation, with only a few seconds having passed.
But this time, unexpectedly, that hadn't happened.
He had actually sat up in a bed. When he opened his eyes, all around him was dark.
"Are you really that afraid I'll eat you?"
Just as Han Su was about to activate his Mental Power to see what was around him, a smooth, slippery voice sounded beside him. A sleek arm draped across his shoulder.
The voice was languid and sweet, and Han Su's back stiffened. He instinctively wanted to slap the arm away, but reason held back his violent impulse. He only said quietly,
"Turn on the light!"
"..."
"Ha!"
A mocking laugh answered him, followed by a muttered remark. "A greenhorn's a greenhorn. Afraid you can't find your way around without a light?"
As she spoke, a smooth figure brushed past Han Su. Someone fumbled their way out of bed, and a wave of warmth washed over him. But instead of turning on the light, she struck a match, and a candle flickered to life.
By its glow, Han Su could make out the cramped room around him: its simple furnishings, an unrolled sleeping