"Plink~"
Another drop fell.
The child cried.
Old Master Jiang grew anxious.
"Tangtang."
The child hurriedly turned around.
Turning their back to Old Master Jiang.
The child took too long to answer.
As he spoke, Old Master Jiang applied a little pressure with his hand.
"You breathed a sigh of relief."
"Just as you were debating whether to look for the key to the room or call the police..."
I even toned down the confusion on my face.
"...No."
He knew the child needed some time alone.
"Tonight?"
I eagerly scanned the entire room.
Old Master Jiang jumped in fright.
I wanted to hear the child's explanation.
The child covered their face with a hand.
"You didn't tell me that before."
Then he took a pack of tissues and set it beside the child.
The child staggered backward several steps as the door pushed open.
"Let's come back and check on the child tonight."
"No."
Just as the child was about to drop onto the floor, Old Master Jiang grabbed them.
Old Master Jiang was full of questions.
The child's mouth opened and closed several times before they finally stammered out a sound.
They were also filled with anxiety.
"The result..."
Sigh...
He didn't stop himself from touching the paper balls scattered all over the floor.
"Call out Tangtang's name loudly..."
Old Master Jiang shook his head.
The child screamed.
I wanted the child to know I was suspicious.
"But Tangtang definitely hadn't locked the door before."
That was true.
He raised his eyes and looked around.
Old Master Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Old Master Jiang stood behind the stairway, looking down.
Hadn't he found nothing at all?
"I was also worried you were so