The three raced through the Mountain Villa, following Gu Xiaonan's directions toward the place where the Gu Family elders were meeting that night.
The farther they went, the colder and more sinister their surroundings became.
They did not know whether it was their imagination, but as they headed in that direction, even the sky seemed to grow darker. The place seemed shrouded in a layer of black fog that not even moonlight could penetrate.
As they passed the central square, Sister Hong noticed someone in the flower bed in the middle, bent over with a shovel, digging something.
On the ground beside him lay a woman who had been tied up.
The woman wore a black leather jacket and shorts, with a conspicuous black rose tattooed on the outside of her fair thigh.
She had several wounds, the worst on her left shoulder. It looked as though it had been struck by a sharp weapon, leaving a bloody mess that kept emitting black wisps.
The woman's brows were tightly furrowed, her teeth clenched, and her face contorted with pain.
Seeing this, Sister Hong was about to warn the others, but when she raised her eyes, she was stunned to discover another figure behind the person digging the hole. He was approaching silently on tiptoe, seemingly holding something in his hand.
"Is that... Jiang Chen?"
Although she could only see his back in the darkness of night.
For some reason, that familiar way of doing things still let Sister Hong immediately conclude that the person approaching on tiptoe had to be Jiang Chen!
When she turned her head again, sure enough, Jiang Chen was gone.
"Jiang Chen's behavior is way too bizarre. Sneaking up behind someone with a sharp weapon in the middle of the night-anyone who didn't know better would