'No...Impossible!'
'It can't be as I think...'
'Otherwise, this is not just some evil spirit or the work of a demon professional...but a more terrifying, truly unsolvable 'demon's' curse!'
'It's not the curse of the field of destiny...but...time!'
'...An unsolvable cycle.'
Despite his bold assumptions, the cautious Su Lu felt a dry mouth and unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
The noise of the banquet, the hustle and bustle of the dance floor, contrasted wildly with his chilling heart.
Gurgle!
Su Lu drank the champagne in one gulp, feeling that even this shadow clone needed warmth. He wanted to drink a glass of strong alcohol, the stronger the better.
He took a deep breath, stopped a waiter, and slightly smiled while asking, "Excuse me, where is the washroom?"
Following the direction indicated by the attendant, he slipped into a corridor. Looking around and finding no one watching, he immediately climbed out the window.
