I'll Drag That Person Out and Chop Off His Hands!

Feitan thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I didn't sense anything wrong."

When he had worn the dress, he had only found it troublesome and awkward. He had barely paid attention to the surroundings, so he had no idea whether anyone had taken pictures.

"Even you didn't notice?" Luo Ye was somewhat surprised. "Looks like there's something going on here. We just don't know who took these."

And why they had taken those photos and placed them here.

Feitan's expression darkened. "No matter who took them, I'll drag that person out and chop off his hands!"

He already hated wearing those dresses. Now that photos of him from that time had been taken here, Feitan felt the killing intent in his heart becoming almost impossible to suppress!

"Hey, look, there are paintings over here!" After looking around, Luo Ye suddenly pointed somewhere and cried out, looking thoroughly astonished.

Feitan walked over to where he was pointing and looked at the paintings. He was a little surprised. "These paintings are so lifelike."

They were several colorful paintings of people and scenery, telling the story of the house's origins.

This place had once belonged to a little girl, but she had died. Her Nen had not dispersed after death and had transformed into this strange, troublesome house. Rasa was its second owner.

The paintings were vividly colored, and one could tell at a glance who the people in them were. They looked almost real.

Feitan looked around at the house that stretched endlessly ahead and frowned. "Didn't expect such a huge house to be formed from someone else's Nen ability. No wonder it's so hard to deal with."

Especially since this was not the Nen ability of a living person, but the Nen of someone dead. That made it even more troublesome than dealing with the living.

Luo Ye rested his clenched fist against his chin in thought. "Now I finally understand why Rasa was looking for little girls." After seeing these paintings, everything became clear.

He had found it strange back then. With someone as cautious as Rasa, he should not have come himself without first sending someone to make contact with them. Yet he had come.

He had once thought Rasa was simply arrogant, but now it seemed he had had no choice.

Because they had cut off the supply of little girls others had offered him, he had been forced to come out and search for prey.

Otherwise, without little girls to serve as intermediaries, Rasa would inevitably be driven out by the house.

"This house was formed from that little girl's Nen ability, so naturally it needs to find its own master. Since Rasa occupied this place, he naturally had to help it find one."

The house's owner was dead, but the house had no intelligence. It only knew that it had to find a master.

But it was only a house and could not grow legs, so it could only hope that someone else would help it accomplish this.

Rasa had taken a fancy to the house's defensive capabilities and moved in.

But he was not the house's owner, nor could he remove Nen, so he could only use the stupidest method: finding little girls to deceive it.

He helped the house find a master, and in exchange, the house let him use it.

Those little girls were the masters he found for the house.

"Its owner is already dead. No matter how hard it searches, none of them can be its owner. That's why Rasa brought so many little girls here to test them one by one."

Feitan raised his head, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "If he can test them, that proves this house can definitely communicate!"

If the house could not communicate, then it would be useless no matter how many little girls Rasa brought here.

So the house definitely possessed some intelligence, though perhaps not much.

"If it can communicate, that makes things easier." Luo Ye rubbed his chin in thought. "The question is, where is the channel for communicating with it?"