It had happened in an instant.
One second, they had clearly still been in the room studying the painting on the wall; the next, a powerful halo of light had inexplicably enveloped them.
Then they had appeared here.
The guests and camera operators looked around in terror.
Where were they?!
Aaaaaah??? What was this? Did they transmigrate?
Holy shit! I thought my phone was broken when the screen went white! How did they end up somewhere else in the blink of an eye??
Fuck, fuck, this is so fucking creepy! Jiang Nuo, hurry!! °ο°
It took Yang Xiaoxiao a long while to find her voice.
"Did we... transmigrate?"
Sure, she had fantasized about it as a child, but definitely not in a setting or at a time like this!
"The cameras are still recording."
Si Yan glanced at the lens, looking considerably calmer, as though nothing could ruffle him.
"Ah... right! If we'd transmigrated, there definitely wouldn't be a signal!"
Chu Xiu patted her chest to reassure herself.
Lin Yu wore an indescribable expression. "Then where are we?"
Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly let out a cry and hurriedly asked Si Yan, "We haven't entered another haunted house, have we?"
Again?!
"That's not it either."
Si Yan's gaze moved from her face to the men approaching menacingly behind her.
"A haunted house wouldn't be this real."
* A Ghost Domain.*
The vengeful ghosts here could actually join forces to create a Ghost Domain.
Si Yan's eyes flickered slightly as he motioned for everyone to look behind them.
"Who are you?!"
Several men surrounded them, looking them up and down. "What strange clothes are you wearing? Have you returned from studying abroad?"
They rolled up their sleeves, the muscles in their arms bulging. "Go on, get moving, all of you. It's our young master's birthday banquet today. We don't let just anyone in."
Of all things, their leader just had to shove Si Yan's shoulder.
Si Yan stiffened slightly. Looking at the man's filthy hand, his gloomy gaze traveled up to his face.
"What are you staring at? You're just some penniless student!"
The man was still yelling.
"Si Yan! Let..." ...it go. You're too fragile to beat him.
Before Yang Xiaoxiao could finish trying to dissuade him, the man was already on the ground, clutching his eye and howling nonstop.
"So you really are here to cause trouble! Boys! Get them! If we can't handle them, we'll call the police!"
Jiang Nuo came out of the room and looked around, finding no one.
He blinked blankly.
Had they all died in the little time he'd been gone?
Oh, no. If something had happened to Si Yan, 0732 would definitely have alerted him.
Where had everyone gone?
Jiang Nuo slowly turned toward the corridor.
Following the lingering spiritual energy, he entered the room with the rocking horse.
The rocking horse looked even more dilapidated. Its remaining eye was also hanging loose, as though it might fall off at any moment.
Jiang Nuo gave it a push, and it immediately creaked.
So it was a Ghost Domain.
It just looked rather unstable.
Resting his arm on the rocking horse's head, Jiang Nuo's expression turned cold as he seemed to pinch something in the air.
Then he tore it open effortlessly.
The air rippled. Through the gap, a building with carved beams and painted rafters was faintly visible.
Only after widening it enough for one person to enter did Jiang Nuo stop. Rubbing his wrist, he stepped inside.
He muttered.
"I'll have to find Si Yan and replenish some spiritual energy."
White light flashed.
"Stop fighting!"
Yang Xiaoxiao's startled cry drew his attention. Jiang Nuo turned to look, his brows suddenly drawing together slightly.
He walked over to the pale, refined man clutching his shoulder. Jiang Nuo's expression gradually chilled as he cast a casual glance at the household servants, who were also injured.
"What happened?"
They'd barely been apart. How had he gotten hurt again?
"It hurts..."
Si Yan hissed in pain, letting out a muffled groan as he sought a hug, his brows tightly knitted and his face frighteningly pale.
He was inexplicably endearing.
Jiang Nuo drew him into his arms and easily spotted the wound on his shoulder. It looked like it had been made by a small knife.
The cut wasn't deep. He must have been accidentally slashed during the fight.
"They hit me and touched me."
Si Yan seemed utterly weak, his eyes misty.
If he'd had a change of clothes, he would have thrown these away.
"Who made that cut?"
Holding him, Jiang Nuo lifted his eyes toward the servants. His tone was flat and cold, yet carried a danger that sent chills down their spines.
The lead servant clutched his swollen, reddened eye and swore furiously.
"Where did you trash come from?! Don't you know it's our young master's birthday today?! If you hold up the guests, you'll pay for it!"
"I hurt him! So what?! Can't you fucking see we're all injured too?!"
Jiang Nuo curled his lips and stroked the back of Si Yan's neck, his voice full of interest.
"How about I kill them as an apology to you?"
"...All right."
Si Yan didn't hesitate in the slightest either. Nestled in his arms, he breathed in the faint fragrance and covered his mouth with a light cough.
All the guests: "..."
You hadn't suffered one bit just now. You nearly beat those servants to death!
Didn't you throw yourself onto the blade when you saw Jiang Nuo coming?!
They weren't blind!
Chu Xiu opened her mouth to speak.
Si Yan cast a casual sidelong glance at her.
Chu Xiu immediately mimed zipping her lips shut.
So Best Actor Si was... this good in a fight.
Hahahaha, oh my god! Si Yan, you're such a green tea!
I'm stunned... I was wondering why Si Yan suddenly threw himself onto the blade when he was doing so well... couldn't he have been a little more subtle (wait, no).
Si Jiaojiao!! What are you doing?! Why would you hurt yourself just to act spoiled with Jiang Nuo?!
Sorry, everyone! This morally bankrupt fan is loving it!
So we still don't know where this is... I'm scared.
Jiang Nuo didn't even act personally.
He flung a talisman over, immediately making them start slaughtering one another. Their attacks were vicious and ruthless. Before long, people began dying, and the smell of blood spread.
Watching this, Lin Yu said disapprovingly, "Jiang Nuo, why did you have to kill these people?"
"Who told you... they were people?"
Jiang Nuo narrowed his eyes slightly, his curved smile a little eerie. "Everyone here except you is a ghost."
Though some people didn't yet know they'd become ghosts.
He glanced at the guests, his smile deepening.
"It's fine to be kind yourself. Don't go demanding it of everyone else."
Jiang Nuo looked straight at Lin Yu, his smile not reaching his eyes. "I hate being bound by that demand."
If being kindhearted helped, he wouldn't have died again and again.
Lin Yu lowered his head dejectedly, at a loss for words.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to."
In those few moments, the people slaughtering one another had fallen all over the ground.
Jiang Nuo looked at the pitiful little lucky star in his arms.
"Satisfied?"
"Satisfied."
Si Yan leaned bonelessly against him, looking docile and soft. Glancing at the corpses strewn across the ground, he nuzzled Jiang Nuo's shoulder.
How wonderful...
Jiang Nuo was so good to him.
So indulgent, so unrestrained in doting on him.
The arm around the waist tightened, and intense obsession surfaced in his lowered phoenix eyes.
He was his now.
Jiang Nuo absorbed spiritual energy, contentedly stroking the skin of Si Yan's neck, thoroughly satisfied.
"Who's there?!"
Another crowd rushed out through the main gate. Some even carried guns, which they aimed warily at these people they had never seen before.