Black, endless blackness.
The doors and windows were black, the walls were black, the table was black... Everywhere she looked was black.
A gloomy aura engulfed her; Qin Youxuan's eyes narrowed, and she nervously stepped back, pressing herself against the door panel.
"What is happening…"
Who would decorate a study room like this?
If one didn't know better, they might believe they had stepped into hell, all dark and oppressive…
"Are you scared? If I told you this is my world, would you still want to enter?" Dan Hanjie turned his back, walked from behind his large black desk to her, looking down at her pale face with a superior gaze.
He saw fear in her eyes, her hand clenched into a fist by her side.
"…"
What did he mean?
He was a business tycoon in Fico City, his world should be filled with riches and splendor, how could it be black…
The images of them being chased down in Pittsburgh flashed through Qin Youxuan's mind. She shivered!
