Yan Huan searched the room again and suddenly noticed that a floorboard in the corner looked a little strange.
He bent down, squatted, and violently flipped up the floorboard. "Hah!!"
A staircase leading down into deep, pitch-black darkness appeared before them.
"This is... a cellar?"
"More or less." Seeing that Yan Huan had discovered the entrance to the underground space, Plastic Bag replied:
"At this hour, Grandpa still hasn't come up. We should probably go down and take a look..."
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"No, wait?!"
Yan Huan stood up and pointed at the underground stairway entrance, staring at the girl in disbelief.
"You're saying your damn grandpa has been right under our asses this whole time?!"
"Why would you think that?" Plastic Bag blinked.
"Did you forget the secret passage from before? There was actually nothing at the end of it..."
"You mean there's nothing at the end of this basement too?" Yan Huan asked.
A few minutes later.
Yan Huan looked at the dazzling Ambiance Light ahead and listened to the music blaring from the speakers, feeling as though he had not fully woken up.
"No, what the hell is that karaoke room up ahead?!"
Yan Huan turned around and asked Plastic Bag behind him:
"Don't tell me your damn grandpa has been in there the whole time!"
"Anything is possible." Plastic Bag said seriously.
"There might be nothing inside, just speakers and Ambiance Light meant to mislead us."
"Or perhaps Grandpa really is in ther—"
Bang—
Before Plastic Bag could finish, Yan Huan kicked open the karaoke lounge doors.
Inside, the lights were gaudy and intoxicating. There were sofas, a large screen, and colorful lights swirling about.
To the lively sound of rock music, a group of bunny girls danced indescribable dances around steel poles.
On a sofa not far