The hallway and the rooms on either side of it seemed fine.
The painting and the bell were also untouched, sitting where they belonged.
I hadn't come here to check on things during the earlier incident or afterward. Only now did I notice that even the hallway showed signs of a fight.
The enormous crack in the wall was alarming.
I knew this wasn't a load-bearing wall in the apartment building. As the top floor, it also had to bear a different amount of weight from the floors below. But seeing it like this still made me worry.
There was nothing I could do about the risk of the place collapsing.
We couldn't send anyone to repair it, and there was no way to move the contents of the office. Even if we could move everything else, Ye Qing himself could find somewhere else to stay. But what about the thing locked behind that door?
The people from Greenleaf couldn't even tell me what that thing really was. Something so dangerous that it couldn't be destroyed and could only be locked up and suppressed probably couldn't be moved, either.
The flashlight beam fell on the abstract painting, and the jade bell reflected a faint glimmer.
This wall and this painting were among the few things in the entire office that were still intact.
Even the filing cabinet in the office had a few scratches on it.
Maybe Ye Qing had deliberately protected this spot during the fight. Or maybe the spirit had realized that something dangerous was sealed behind it and hadn't wanted to touch the seal.
I was about to turn around and leave when the light from my phone swung more than sixty degrees.
As the beam moved, I thought I saw something flicker at its edge.
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