It was... the Fatty!
Though he had once suspected as much, seeing this scene suddenly unfold before his eyes still sent a chill through Jiang Cheng. It felt as if ice had formed in his veins. It was one thing for Mount Luoyun and the others to be ghosts, but even the Fatty, who had stayed by his side all this time, had turned out to be suspicious. This time, Jiang Cheng was completely isolated.
He instinctively turned to look at the Fatty. The other man was still fast asleep, seemingly unaware that his true nature had been exposed. A few seconds later, Jiang Cheng seemed to remember something. He immediately looked away and pretended to be too troubled to sleep, fiddling with his phone. In truth, he couldn't stop the fear rising in his heart.
He'd forgotten. He'd forgotten that the Fatty beside him wasn't human. Even if the other man looked sound asleep now, in reality... in reality, it was entirely possible that...
Jiang Cheng opened his phone's camera and casually moved his arm, discreetly sweeping the camera toward the Fatty. During that time, the Fatty showed no signs of anything unusual. He still looked as carefree as ever, mouth slightly open, chest rising and falling steadily as he slept soundly.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng felt some of the tension leave his heart. But the moment he opened the video he had just recorded, everything came to a halt.
The Fatty in the video looked completely different. His face was a livid gray, and a pair of white eyes filled with hatred stared fixedly at Jiang Cheng's bed, as if he feared his prey might escape.
Only heaven knew how much courage it had taken Jiang Cheng to suppress his fear. He continued fiddling with his phone, his