The interior was a very luxurious hall, where hundreds of orange lamps hung from the ceiling, bathing the chamber in a dreamlike aura. Stepping inside felt like entering another, mysterious world.
Ye Xiong stared at those lights, feeling dizzy and sleepy but unable to fall asleep, and then he noticed his defenses gradually weakening.
Realizing this, he was inwardly alarmed.
Before entering this place, the heavy security outside had kept him in a state of high alert. But stepping into this hall, his guard was reduced. What did this imply?
It meant that something was off about the hall.
Ye Xiong sniffed the air and detected a faint scent, akin to vanilla but also resembling perfume. If one were not a professional, they would simply attribute this to a woman's fragrance and overlook it.
