Fang Yuanke led Xie Huizhou toward the secret chamber in the Anping Marquis Residence, taking turn after turn along the way. As their surroundings grew increasingly secluded, with no one around, Xie Huizhou began to suspect that Fang Yuanke meant to kill him.
This is the perfect place to kill someone and dump the body. Am I going to meet my end here today?
All sorts of criminal cases he had seen in his previous life flashed through Xie Huizhou's mind. His situation seemed more and more like those of the victims.
The cruelest thing in the world was that he had money in this life, yet would die before he could spend it all.
His persecution complex had flared up.
Little White Snake coiled around his wrist, remaining vigilant, ready at any moment to deal a fatal blow to Fang Yuanke, who was leading the way with a candle.
You're taking my wife somewhere deserted. There must be something wrong with you.
In his snake form, Imperial Preceptor Zhang Lanhe saw the purple aura surrounding Fang Yuanke grow increasingly dense, faintly showing signs of the Purple Star, and a frightening conjecture arose in his mind.
But that put Xie Huizhou in an awkward position. Fang Yuanke might pose a threat to him.
"We're here."
Fang Yuanke pushed open a stone door. As the mechanism rumbled, everything inside came into view.
Looking at Xie Huizhou, who stood like a stone at the entrance, Fang Yuanke asked in confusion, "Why aren't you going in?"
What could he see standing in the doorway?
"I feel like this secret chamber of yours holds some enormous secret. Can I really look?" The moment he saw the mechanical door, Xie Huizhou felt that he was about to set foot on a path of no return.