Yu Qinghuan finally came to her senses, too. Even now, she still could not figure it out.
"Mr. Qin, how did you know I was in that alley...?"
All the shops in the Two-Way District had closed, the alley was pitch-black, and it was not the only alley there. Why had Mr. Qin found her right away?
She did not understand.
Qin Manjiang glanced back, his mouth twitching. "Here it comes again. Hurry."
Yu Qinghuan jumped in fright, too. Had it caught up with them again already?
But when both of them looked behind them, something strange happened...
A bright red bridal sedan chair, carried by eight eerie, burly men whose faces were indistinct, moved through the moonlight, one step... one hop at a time. To the sound of suonas, it slowly vanished into the darkness.
The ghost... had left?
Qin Manjiang's eyelid twitched, and pain shot through his waist!
Although the bright red bridal sedan chair had disappeared into the darkness deep down the street, Qin Manjiang felt that the danger had increased instead.
Because [I] had just secretly pinched him!
"Something's wrong. Hurry!"
Qin Manjiang reached out to pull Yu Qinghuan along, only to stumble himself.
He turned back and looked at Yu Qinghuan's wrist, which he was holding, but his pupils suddenly contracted...
Had her nails... always been painted entirely red?
Qin Manjiang abruptly let go.
Only then did Yu Qinghuan realize that her body had undergone a subtle, eerie change.
She slowly raised her hands, staring at her fingernails in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "I... I've never painted my nails!"
Seeing her reaction, Qin Manjiang felt slightly relieved. Good. At least Yu Qinghuan was still human.
"Let's get out of here first. In this game, men and women should preferably work in pairs.