Lu Mi let Roman trap him between his arms and slowly blinked.
"That scream just now seemed to come from this floor. We still don't know what the death conditions in this Dungeon Instance are, but..."
Lu Mi chattered on, only to notice that Roman's gaze was fixed on one particular spot.
His body stiffened involuntarily.
"Roman."
He hesitated, then asked, "You're not... thinking of kissing me, are you?"
"Ding-dong-fourteenth floor."
Roman gave him no chance to study his expression. He released Lu Mi and strode out.
"Watch out-" Lu Mi suddenly remembered that the scream they had heard downstairs seemed to have come from this floor.
A black-haired woman in white dropped from the ceiling at the far end of the corridor like a spider. Her limbs twisted, she crawled rapidly toward Roman.
Roman raised his hand, poised to deal with her, but someone hugged his waist from behind and quickly dragged him back into the elevator.
Lu Mi freed one hand and frantically pressed the close-door button. The female ghost crawled fast, but fortunately, the elevator doors shut at the very last moment.
The female ghost's hideous face vanished between the closing doors.
Lu Mi breathed a sigh of relief, realized he still had one arm around Roman's waist, and hastily let go.
Remembering what had just happened made him furious. "If you see a female ghost, get back in the elevator! Killing NPCs at random again-haven't you been hurt enough already-"
"I wasn't going to kill her," Roman said, though he sounded less than confident. "It was because you..."
"What did I do?"
Roman said nothing and stared straight ahead.
Remembering his own ridiculous remark, Lu Mi waved a hand casually.
"You never take off your mask. Obviously, I was joking."
The elevator stopped on the eighth