After completing the main task, Han Fei took a long breath of relief, but his expression remained chilling and terrifying.
From a stranger's perspective, Han Fei seemed dangerously unhinged at first glance, with a nearly imperceptible twisted smile on his lips and his eyes, bloodshot and devoid of any human emotion, only filled with deeply hidden malice.
He appeared as if he was intentionally luring people to attack him, crazy, cunning, and sinister. Perhaps, at this moment, his brain was thinking about how to dismember fierce ghosts, how to make more entertaining human toys, and how to torment those lost souls.
But in reality, Han Fei wasn't thinking about dismemberment at all. His heart was thumping wildly as he adjusted his facial micro-expressions while pondering how to quickly get away. He missed the sense of security Xu Qin brought him, longing to return to the Haunted House and exit the game, then order some barbecue and beer to properly celebrate surviving another day.
